Callejones
Rosendo
Alleys
Trapped between the walls of a past that won't return
turning my head in my hands watching how people go
dead-end alleys, I have nothing left.
It's something new, I resist being the prey
don't abandon me, in the street everything is war
we are alone, your gaze is like air
they are alleys.
In the light of midnight you dance hidden in the doorways
carressing the walls, we are like water on the glass
escaped from loneliness, we are going to be alive.
It's something new, I resist being the prey
don't abandon me, in the street everything is war
we are alone, your gaze is like air
they are alleys. (repeat)
