El Huracán
Tan Bionica
The Hurricane
Good evening Buenos Aires
Tonight the air is missing
Storms are approaching
Earthquakes and hurricanes
I didn't ask to be born in the city
Where one dies quickly
The incessant insane noise
Spreads in the niche of loneliness
There's bad luck for you
A stretcher in the hospital
There's sectorial surveillance
That never stops monitoring you
Almost with pride, my heart
Today I write to you with dedication
So you don't forget anymore
Who rules this place
So you remember who
Knows what you're looking for
Much of what you like
Only I can give you
Get those clowns out
Get them out of the field
Who said I'm not alive
Who said there's no rematch
Every time I think of you
I feel the frost of our winter
Sometimes I remember
You and me in hell
Good evening Buenos Aires
Tonight the air is missing
Storms are approaching
Earthquakes and hurricanes
The argument was revealed to us
Dawn didn't forgive us
As usual, it's just you and me
Prisoners of this situation
In the end, they thought they could control it
You won't control it
Gentlemen, with you: The Hurricane
Get those clowns out
Get them out of the field
Who said I'm not alive
Who said there's no rematch
Every time I think of you
I feel the frost of our winter
Sometimes I remember
You and me in hell
Good evening Buenos Aires
Tonight someone is missing
Storms are approaching
Earthquakes and hurricanes
