Donde " Nadie " sabe de mi . . . !

You'll see me fly through the city of fury where nobody knows about me and I'm part of everyone.

Nothing will change with a curve warning already there are no fables in the city of fury

You'll see me fall like a hunting bird, you'll see me fall on deserted terraces, I'll undress for the blue streets, I'll take refuge before everyone wakes up.

Will you let me sleep at dawn between your legs between your Pirennes

You'll know how to hide well and disappear between the fog, between the fog, a winged man strange to the earth

You'll see me flying through the city of fury where nobody knows about me and I'm part of everyone

With the light of the sun, my wings melt. I only find what unites me with the city of fury in darkness.

You'll see me fall like a wild arrow. You'll see me fall between fleeting flights. Buenos Aires looks so susceptible. That fury destination is what their faces persist.

Will you let me sleep at dawn between your legs between your legs

You'll know how to hide well and disappear between the fog between the fog a winged man strange night