La Ciudad Nunca Duerme

The City Never Sleeps

[Lirico]
If I return to, if I return to
reconcile with the world, again,
I will hide my weapon, not my soul
I don't care if there's life on Mars
or if Paris burns, tonight we'll arrive late
The city never sleeps
traffic lights, corners, and bars still work
don't look for a lost passport in the city
without a compass to show me the north
The stars are disordered,
I slide through avenues without coordinates,
to this corner of Spain,
where we are the piranhas,
where they don't clean the cobwebs
And so another night of this ghost,
among even more snitch ghosts
The streets look at me discreetly,
that's how I walk, I smile occasionally
Storms, in the city, while
before midnight Cinderellas escape
Which woman is missing a shoe of this size,
who else but me deserves this medal
It's not so hard to satisfy my whims,
or endure my quirks, no baby!,
I stand out, I knew how to entertain myself with a joint,
a Sunday won't bore me
So many guys on the street agree
that I make this crime public so they don't forget me,
that the city never sleeps,
for having the obligation to put up with me
and the hole to hide in

[Kase.o & Lirico]
The city never sleeps
and there's always
a place where we are
and a place where you are (x2)

[Hate]
Cities don't rest, they always watch
They smoke my smoke, eat my shit, take something from me
Eyes that see, hearts that feel
Underground places hide interpreters
Local rats under the roof plan
How to keep sounding good on your radio
From corner to corner, from booth to booth
Marquee with a signature, that's how avenues are
Whether full moons or waning quarters
They don't easily alter my nerve
At night, everything that doesn't shine during the day, shines now
Walls say paint your name and make me a goddess
I have a moment's order not to die trying
That's the exercise I practice
Otherwise, my body will be donated to science
My collection of records as inheritance and my essence in the air
Buildings keep secrets that will never see the light
Dust, robberies, and a long list
Only an ashtray and a glass accompany me
In this feat death lurks, sickles don't rest
In worse moments the best songs
In worse dives the best cocktails
In worse places the best cuts
In worse concerts doesn't include Violadores
There are a thousand and one stories on sidewalks
That survive over time and remain there
Indelible marks no matter how many years pass
And it happened on the streets, it happened on the streets.

[Kase.o & Lirico]
The city never sleeps
and there's always
a place where we are
and a place where you are (x2)

[Kase.o]
The city never sleeps and the streets are full of drunk people shouting, some girls stay staring
Sitting on the sidewalk, drinking some warm liters
With long hair and earrings
I go with Rumba with Lirico and Hate...
and with more law-abiding friends
The big kids don't play
It doesn't matter liters or mixed drinks,
brands or rat poison
here the waterfalls flow cheap
It wasn't chance that brought me to this bar,
It was swallowing without stopping without paying
Nothing to celebrate [Lirico: all to forget]
but we don't forget to live or toast
because truth be told
it's fantastic to live in this damn dream cemetery city
Long days good enough!
I ask for long days good enough!
I pee outside with my eyes closed,
in the bathrooms I found two drugged lawyers:
my Madness and my Conscience and I talking alone with the three
I proposed to make peace, you see.
I assume my alcoholism.
I'm happy without it but with it I know myself more and I love myself
Baby: I live as if death didn't exist
but I lose balance in autumn and spring
I go outside and it's already daylight
and drunks like me ask the sun for mercy
The garbage truck forgot to pick me up
the 32 doesn't come and the city never sleeps
Thankful for a new drunk dawn
with the impression of being in the middle of nowhere. (x2)

[Kase.o & Lirico]
The city never sleeps
and there's always
a place where we are
and a place where you are (x2)