Cielo Market
Algunos disfrazan sus crudas ganas de figurar
Corazones ardientes, estrellas calientes por papel
Por mientras se come tu imagen
Algun sucio magazin
Que estampa en tu frente un precio de moda
Cielo me has marcado
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela
Cielo me has mandado
A sonreir al morir
Despierten lectores de ese trance que los masturba
Mientras leen farandula la A.M.I.A. exploto
Los rumores de mil amores
Son solo una mentira, que se vende bien
Y si existe algo cierto
A quien le importa
Cielo me has marcado
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela
Me has petrificado
Como una estatua
Con una linda cara
Cielo me has ordenado
A ser verdugo de mi propia cabeza
Cielo me has mandado
A sonreir al morir
Cielo me has marcado
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela
Me has petrificado
Como una estatua
Con una linda cara
Cielo me has ordenado
A ser verdugo de mi propia cabeza
Cielo me has mandado
A sonreir al morir
Sky Market
Some disguise their raw desire to stand out
Burning hearts, hot stars for paper
While your image is consumed
By some dirty magazine
That stamps a fashionable price on your forehead
Sky, you have marked me
Like the star that manages to see its trail
Sky, you have sent me
To smile when dying
Awaken readers from that trance that masturbates them
While they read gossip, the A.M.I.A. exploded
The rumors of a thousand loves
Are just a lie that sells well
And if there is something true
Who cares
Sky, you have marked me
Like the star that manages to see its trail
You have petrified me
Like a statue
With a pretty face
Sky, you have ordered me
To be the executioner of my own head
Sky, you have sent me
To smile when dying
Sky, you have marked me
Like the star that manages to see its trail
You have petrified me
Like a statue
With a pretty face
Sky, you have ordered me
To be the executioner of my own head
Sky, you have sent me
To smile when dying