Matanza - Mesa De Saloon Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Saloon Table

8:42
 
First day out of the state jail
She that I meet right at the door waiting for me
In a convertible with a running engine
That she had just robbed
Back on the road, today is celebration
A pack of cigarettes and a bottle of gin
Leaving the city she parked and said:
'Wait here for me.'
 
Strange moves and shootout
A bag of money falls into the back seat
Now it's two more hours without stepping on the brake
Full tank, hit the gas, they won't catch us anymore
 
This fate that deceived me again
My first day of freedom started
With me on the run again
 
It was at a bar table that I met her
Right in the middle of the saloon I fell in love
And the next morning I discovered
With her I can no longer live within the law
 
It's been a long time since I've seen the sunset
It would be better without so much siren behind me
It's been a long time since I've seen the confusion
Getting ugly like this
And all the time one more enters at the chase
For almost four days driving without sleep
And even with the road blocked
She does not stop smiling
 
Passing by the gas station
Amid a leak in the gas pipe
I'll miss those girl eyes
The burning cigarette butt flies back there
My watch the minute it stopped
It has been found so far from where I am
With her alone with no one else
 
It was at a bar table that I met her
Right in the middle of the saloon I fell in love
And the next morning I discovered
With her I can no longer live within the law
 


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