Mi Piel - Juan Mango

¿Para qué quiero más?

Si hay café en la alacena

Mi piel fluye sangre, ahogándose

Nuevo cambio por vos

Adaptándome a todo lo que me lastima

Tus agujas lo imitan

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

Si de nuevo me voy

Es porque no quiero verte mas ahí

Tu esencia esquiva.

Lo vi venir, es parte del clima

Cambia cuando las tormentas caigan sobre mí

Sos el viento zonda, un trueno que sonó por ahí

Tan fácil como así

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

De nuevo pienso caer, me pierdo

What do I want more for?

If there is coffee in the cupboard

My skin flows blood, drowning

new change for you

Adapting to everything that hurts me

Your needles imitate it

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

if i go again

It's because I don't want to see you there anymore

Your elusive essence.

I saw it coming, it's part of the weather

Change when the storms fall on me

You are the zonda wind, a thunder that sounded out there

as easy as that

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself

Again I think of falling, I lose myself