Piel Sobre Piel

You can now run away as the party is over
Very bad times are coming
And he who doesn't run, flies or knows Latin
The child cries and you keep dilly-dallying
They've kicked a black man out of the dance floor
I look at the sky and everything remains the same
If two broken hearts were to start over
I would give them a chance
To live forever by the sea
Remember that the beautiful people
Burning the night in this city
Have sold their skin for a Japanese motor
If they put a price on your skin
Let's get out of here, little brunette
If they put a price on your skin
Let's go south together
If they look for you for your skin
Say goodbye, friend, to life
If they look for you for your skin
Let's get out of here, hey little girl
In the end, the scorpion
In the circle of fire
Before surrendering
It kills with its sting
Let's go south
I only have your kisses left
So wild, like those from yesterday
The ones that are unforgettable
The ones that leave a taste of woman
Life engenders the challenge
Of a new dawn
And if they chase us, let's go south
A tonga da milonga do cabulete...
A tonga da milonga do cabulete...