Vicios [English translation]

Night, night, night, night, night

uncomprehensible mixture of sounds

and vices, slowly

slip into my senses

Old stories, endless memories

idiot phrases, unbearable people

my body lost in the veil of some vice

my life turned off in a kiss, nothing more.

Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep

that oblivion will have their nets

it's too easy to cut life

it's hard to live death.

• Artist:Los Estomagos
• Album:La ley es otra