Me vuelvo cada día más loca [English translation]

I can't stand the people who hurry me to walk

if the street is so narrow and there's no place for everybody

Being bothered with horns and having so much hurry to reach

is a vicious circle because nobody knows where to go

nobody knows where to go...

And in the middle of this fuss I'm bleeding through the mouth

and my yell comes in a bit more because I'm part of this story

I can't stand myself, my friend and I'm getting everyday crazier

I'm getting everyday crazier, baby,

I'm getting everyday, everyday crazier

Sometimes I get to distract myself with music and loneliness

I put the keys in the door and a lock to violence to be alone

but I think there are so many who come out to fight

that I don't understand why the hell so much blood gets lost in the sea,

so much blood gets lost in the sea...

Don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't get close to where God has left

I can't even stand myself neither they other, they split me in two

Neither the doctor nor love can cure such an intense schizophrenia,

let's see if pain goes away, singing a good rock and roll

let's see if pain goes away, singing a good rock and roll, baby

And I can't find any cure this is the luck I have

who will understand in this world that this story is so ridiculous

I can't stand myself, my friend and I'm getting everyday crazier

I'm getting everyday crazier, baby,

I'm getting everyday, everyday crazier

• Artist:Celeste Carballo
• Album:Me vuelvo cada día más loca