Palabras Para Julio
Trotsky Vengaran
Words for Julio
I have a photo stuck
In the middle of my forehead
Your disfigured face
In the smoke of the room
Everything seemed so easy
Everything was so different
We just had to bring
Friends always present
I remember every fight
The bottles on the floor
The stone faces
Looking for a reason
There's nowhere to escape
We don't have that place
Where will we end up
Where will we go to play
Another lost night
Looking for a place
That I don't think
I can ever find
Another lost night
And how many nights have passed
If only you
Were still here
So many lost words
On the bathroom walls
Empty glasses remain
Memories about the stadium
There's nowhere to escape
We don't have that place
Poor fools
Who didn't know how to enjoy