Destierro (En Vivo) - No Te Va Gustar

Esa salida, ese final

Es la mentira que hace dudar

Es el destierro, el propio infierno

De quien debiera dedicarse a jugar

Tal vez un día quiera volver

Pero esta ciego, no puede ver

Que cruzó el cerco, ya no es su cuerpo

Y su cabeza no entiende

Que ya no hay tinta, que no hay papel

Gritos, caricias, que le hagan ver

Que mamá esta preocupada

¿donde esta tu buen corazón?

¿donde esta tu sueño campeón?

¿quién te conviertió en un sicario?

Ni la gente del barrio te conoce la voz

Sos la salida, sos el final

Sos la mentira que hace dudar

Sos el destierro, el propio infierno

Y su cabeza no entiende

Que ya no hay tinta, que no hay papel

Gritos, caricias, que le hagan ver

Que mamá esta preocupada

Mamá esta preocupada

Que mamá esta preocupada por él

That exit, that ending

It is the lie that makes you doubt

It is banishment, hell itself

Of who should dedicate himself to playing

Maybe one day I want to go back

But he's blind, he can't see

That she crossed the fence, it is no longer her body

And her head doesn't understand

That there is no more ink, that there is no paper

Screams, caresses, make him see

that mom is worried

where is your good heart?

where is your dream champion?

who turned you into a hitman?

Not even the people in the neighborhood know your voice

You are the way out, you are the end

You are the lie that makes you doubt

You are banishment, hell itself

And her head doesn't understand

That there is no more ink, that there is no paper

Screams, caresses, make him see

that mom is worried

mom is worried

That mom is worried about him