Vuelvo a Casa
Camino por las calles de mi barrio solo,
y ya lo vez.. Todo esta igual que ayer.
Camino por las calles de mi barrio solo,
y ya lo vez.. Todo esta igual que ayer.
Espero encontrarlos en alguna esquina,
y recorrer los bares como ayer.
Y vuelvo a casa tarde, con olor a rock,
ya no me importa si ella nunca mas me quiere dar su amor,
no me entiende, que hoi me llena mucho mas el rock.
Buscando un amigo, en algun lugar me tardo,
seguro alguien, hoy ya me esta esperando,
para beber algo, para rockearnos algo,
Y terminar, bien fisurados.
Y vuelvo a casa tarde, con olor a rock,
ya no me importa si ella nunca mas me quiere dar su amor,
no me entiende, que hoi me llena mucho mas el rock.
Y vuelvo a casa tarde, con olor a rock,
ya no me importa si ella nunca mas me quiere dar su amor,
no me entiende, que hoi me llena mucho mas el rock..
I'm Going Home
I walk through the streets of my neighborhood alone,
and you see it.. Everything is the same as yesterday.
I walk through the streets of my neighborhood alone,
and you see it.. Everything is the same as yesterday.
I hope to find them on some corner,
and go through the bars like yesterday.
And I come back home late, smelling like rock,
I don't care anymore if she never wants to give me her love,
she doesn't understand me, that today rock fills me much more.
Looking for a friend, I take my time somewhere,
surely someone is already waiting for me today,
to have a drink, to rock out a bit,
And end up, really high.
And I come back home late, smelling like rock,
I don't care anymore if she never wants to give me her love,
she doesn't understand me, that today rock fills me much more.
And I come back home late, smelling like rock,
I don't care anymore if she never wants to give me her love,
she doesn't understand me, that today rock fills me much more.