When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
will you be the saviour of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"

I pinch myself just to make sure,
But im still here and there you are.
I love you, i love you, i love you.

Al final el amor que tomas
es igual al amor que haces

Me gusta tanto tu coqueteo

Vamos a fumar un porro ahi,

me gusta verte reir

No, I won't read your lips right now

Cigarette smoke yeah,

The cigarette smoke in your eyes.

Hola, sos muy genial, amame.