In a stroke of luck, many bad nights befell Buenos Aires
The toxic early morning air left in a hurry
The attractive scent of switching to the weekend
You understand nothing, it's a beautiful and confusing sensation
I saw her and she invited me to the fire
She seduced me with her magical taste
She killing me but I'm having fun
There's something about her that can't be explained
And we danced with her on a long journey
She was dangerous but interesting at the same time
She fell again into the hands of her owner
The owner of the Buenos Aires weekend
Like a Rolling Stone
Take where you like it
Más que los amores
Prefiero los millones de gustos
Que siempre me das
Y ser tapa de moda
Don Juan of Buenos Aires gets on the train, to not get off
He took out his one-way ticket but won't be able to come back
He stayed awake all night crying for a woman that won't come back
He started asking for spells to never going back to shining again [?]
I saw her and she invited me to the fire
She seduced me with her magical taste
She killing me but I'm having fun
There's something about her that can't be explained
And we danced with her on a long journey
She was dangerous but interesting at the same time
Madness, crystals, restless awakenings
Can I get away from this some time?
Like a Rolling Stone
Take where you like it
Más que los amores
Prefiero los millones de gustos
Que siempre me das
Y ser tapa de moda
Fashion be like a Rolling Stone
You never know where it's going
I propose that you enter
You'll know how to get out
I met her humming this song
In the place where we were first
I advised her to surrender herself to the pain
3, 2, 1, 0
Take where you like it
Más que los amores
Prefiero los millones de gustos
Que siempre me das
Y ser tapa de moda