Los Esclavos
Ramona
The Slaves
My internet went out
And I have no way to communicate with her
I have to catch the plane
Because if I don't work, I won't have money for my rent
All I have left is to imagine
Being with her by the sea
Stress eats me up
Could it be that in this century we are just slaves?
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems
Glued to the phone
I take a breath before I feel like throwing it away
I can't stand it
There's so much slowness within this device
I can only imagine
Being with her by the sea
Anxiety eats me up
Could it be that in this century we are just slaves?
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems
I wish to always be by her side
And forget all the sorrows
Stop being slaves and not have any problems