83.

It´s snowing in Buenos Aires!
All the workers in their houses
Thinking in dark silence…

Bird little brains… and they will
forget all these fucking days
And they will forget all these

Fucking years now that it´s
Snowing on the streets and
there is nothing to remember

in this old teenage city ass smelling
One more time, one more try
there is nothing to remember

Cold hands, smoking mondays
in the way to their jobs
And they will forget all this