It'll change... she'll understand in the end.
She'll give in... your mother will meet me.
I'll be there in an instant if you call me.
And you'll see how my heart explodes.
They'll sink... the Himalayas but not me.
I'll find a house... you'll be eighteen, love.
With my hand on your waist,
my nonsense entertains you.
Friends will say that today
doses of energy are being exchanged.
No one criticises us there,
nor they notice how I go.
Angels of the ghetto with cat souls.
We have the right to our love.
I love you in the middle of this enormous sea.
Like a drifting boat I go,
I'm in a time that doesn't go by, I'm free.
I'm free, yeah.
It'll change... because I'll work in the end.
It'll change, oh yes... and some money will flow.
Your devotion to me is a challenge against the world.
I'll be there with you... fixing mistakes.
I'll hug you, I'll sleep with you, I know.
Angels of the ghetto with cat souls.
Life is this, the sky above me.
We're going like two loonies on a motorcycle
with your hair to the wind hitting me
on the face when I'm behind you.
Angels of the ghetto with cat souls,
and nobody can steal the best age from us.
I buy you a star, ask for the most beautiful one.
Skin to skin we'll come up
with a thousand caresses while I give them to you.
Angels of the ghetto!
Angels of the ghetto - I feel you next to me.
And on a stool, you'll write that today
you're with me, I'm with you.
Angels of the ghetto - and when you return home,
alone in your silence, you'll feel me.
You'll turn the lights off, and sweet dreams.
You'll cover yourself with the sheet.
Sighing, you'll caress yourself.
Smiling, you'll fall asleep
dreaming of me.