Tapa De Moda

A stroke of luck and bad nights fall for Buenos Aires
The toxic air of dawn left in a hurry
The attractive smell in exchange for the weekend
You don't understand anything, it's a beautiful and confusing feeling

I looked at her and she invited me to hell
It seduced me with its magical flavor
It's killing me but I'm having fun
There is something about her that has no explanation

We danced with her on a long journey
It was dangerous but still interesting
It fell back into the owner's hands
The owner of the Buenos Aires weekend

Like a Rolling Stone, take where you like it
More than loves
I prefer the millions of pleasures that you always give me
And be ta, ta-ta-ta Fashion Cover
No, no, no, no

Don Juan from Buenos Aires gets on the train, so as not to get off
He got a one-way ticket but he won't be able to return
He woke up crying for a woman who will not return
He took out asking for a spark to never shine again

I looked at her and she invited me to hell
It seduced me with its magical flavor
It's killing me but I'm having fun
There is something about her that has no explanation

We danced with her on a long journey
It was dangerous but still interesting
Madness, crystals, awakenings without rest
Will I ever be able to get away from this?
(No!)

Like a Rolling Stone, take where you like it
More than loves
I prefer the millions of pleasures that you always give me
And be ta, ta-ta-ta Fashion Cover
No, no, no, no

Fashion be like a Rolling Stone
They never know where to go
I suggest you come in
You won't know how to get out

I met her humming this song
In the place where we were first
I advised him to surrender to the pain
3, 2, 1, 0

Like a Rolling Stone, take where you like it
More than loves
I prefer the millions of pleasures that you always give me
And be ta, ta-ta-ta Fashion Cover
No, no, no, no
(Oh)