Los Caballeros de la Quema

PRIMAVERA NEGRA

1991

3 EMPAPADO Y BORRACHO

Hoping down the streets, no fucking way
seeking for one “solo” to give both
I can't sleep with this stone in my head
I forget your name, but no your face.

I'm so drunk and home is far away
when almost there, you let me down again
let me down.

One more bottle in this cheaper rock
like all the drunks is doing, and always is the same
I'm writing you some words, stupid words,
I forget your name, but no your face.

And now i said
I'm so drunk and home is far away
when almost there, you let me down again
you let me down.

I'm so drunk and home is far away
Soaked and drunk, soaked and drunk, soaked and drunk...
I'm so drunk and home is far away
Soaked and drunk, soaked and drunk, soaked and drunk...
I'm so drunk and home is far away.
I'm so drunk and home is far away.
I'm so drunk and home is far away.
I'm so drunk and home is far away.

I'm so drunk and home
I'm looking down.