Yendo a Argentina

Well
I get into my car
Because I’m traveling south
Let’s see if their faces gather to say goodbye
I know this is nothing to you
I know you judge yourself like me
Let’s hope that you are wrong

And on the news reports
They say the flames they grow higher
This gave me rage and empowered me to go
And when the cops came
They said
Hey son, do not fear the dog
It will not bite if it’s kept unprovoked

You say that you don’t belong
You say that you need to go
And I’ll wait for the day you come back from across that sea, back to me
Back to me