Estadio Azteca [English translation]

Fastened

to your empty bottle,

what before always had the taste of nothing.

Fingers squeezed, gripping, giving my life

to that para-avalanche.

When I was a child

and I first went to the Aztec stadium,

I froze up, overwhelmed to see the giant.

When I was an adult, the same happened to me,

but I already had frozen up long before...

They say there is,

they say there is,

a world of temptations,

there are also candies

in the shape of hearts...

They say there is

good, bad,

they say there is more or less,

they say there is something to have,

and few of us have it...

and few of us have it...

Fastened

to your empty bottle,

what before always had the taste of nothing.

• Artist:Andrés Calamaro
• Album:El Cantante