Walter Palmeras - Taburete

Cuando me vi salir de mi condena

Una canción se fue perdida en la arena

Perdimos el viaje

Ganamos la vuelta

Pero el calor se fue y miro al cielo

Han decidido hablar

Y entrar los primeros

Nos quedan diez vidas

Para hacernos viejos

Y has vivido, perdido en los bares

Favorecido

Perdiendo modales que no han sido míos

No te has dado cuenta de que estaba dormido

Cuando me vi salir

De mi condena

Una canción se fue perdida en la arena

Perdimos el viaje

Ganamos la vuelta

Pero el calor se fue, y miro al cielo

Han decidido hablar

Y entrar los primeros

Nos quedan diez vidas

Para hacernos viejos

Y has vivido, perdido en los bares

Favorecido

Perdiendo modales que no han sido míos

No te has dado cuenta de que estaba dormido

Y has vivido, perdido en los bares

Favorecido

Perdiendo modales que no han sido míos

No te has dado cuenta de que estaba dormido

Y has vivido, perdido en los bares

Favorecido

Perdiendo modales que no han sido míos

No te has dado cuenta de que estaba dormido

Porque hace frío aquí

Estas detrás de mí

No llorarán por tí

Matásteis a Walter Palmeras

Nos dimos la vuelta

Porque hace frío aquí

Están detrás de mí

No llorarán por tí

Matásteis a Walter Palmeras

Nos dimos la vuelta

When I saw myself get out of my sentence

A song was lost in the sand

we missed the trip

We win the round

But the heat is gone and I look at the sky

They have decided to talk

And enter the first

We have ten lives left

to make us old

And you've lived, lost in the bars

Favored

Losing manners that haven't been mine

You didn't realize that I was asleep

when i saw myself leave

of my sentence

A song was lost in the sand

we missed the trip

We win the round

But the heat is gone, and I look at the sky

They have decided to talk

And enter the first

We have ten lives left

to make us old

And you've lived, lost in the bars

Favored

Losing manners that haven't been mine

You didn't realize that I was asleep

And you've lived, lost in the bars

Favored

Losing manners that haven't been mine

You didn't realize that I was asleep

And you've lived, lost in the bars

Favored

Losing manners that haven't been mine

You didn't realize that I was asleep

because it's cold in here

you are behind me

They won't cry for you

You killed Walter Palmeras

we turned around

because it's cold in here

are behind me

They won't cry for you

You killed Walter Palmeras

we turned around