No Va Más
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No More Bets
I have spent half a lifetime trying to find
phrases that justify what I did in my other half.
There are no round-trip roads, no place to stop,
and the street is a jungle and its rule is that there is none.
Where no one gets rich by working hard
there is no more wax than what burns
and the move is over, it's over...
And even if I have to split the damn city in two,
and even if I have to search beneath the skin of the sea,
even if I have to split my life in two, I won't care,
and here inside this tunnel our love will resist.
Where no one gets rich by working hard
there is no more wax than what burns
and the move is over, it's over...
We will melt our bodies in a night of love,
since we are two comets crashing into the sun.
You know I'm not a hero, you have to be born for that.
I was born to be the wind and travel the roads.
Where no one gets rich by working hard
there is no more wax than what burns
and the move is over, it's over...
