Picnic en el 4°B [English translation]

Picnic

Picnic

Picnic

There's a woman who can't stop

Talking about glamour

And he only thinks about eating

His forbidden fruit

My majesty has been lost

Among a crowd

Wetting the rug

With its diva dreams

Picnic in the 4th B

It's a matter of voltage

Picnic in the 4th B

You got me used to it

They're knocking on the door

For the tenth time

Is anyone else coming

When that spent face leaves

And the alcohol goes down

In between the avalanche I will be able to stick my nose out

And get out to the street

Picnic in the 4th B

It's a matter of voltage

Picnic in the 4th B

You've got me used to it

I prefer to wander aimlessly

To cover my room in paper

I thought I changed that sound

And here I am

Dancing this damn song

Oh no...This isn't my night

Picnic

In the 4th B

Picnic

You've got me used to it

Picnic (In the 4th B)(In the 4th B)

It's a voltage explosion

Picnic

Picnic

• Artist:Soda Stereo
• Album:Doble Vida (1988)