Gustavo Cerati tu cicatriz en mi

We don't swear for anything else
Than to pull out the weeds once and for all
I was left gasping like a fish
No one else erased your scar on me
Crazy audacity, snooping through your things
It hurts with pleasure, your scar on me
Hey, I beg you to crash me with your voice
Cook me slowly like ICARO in the sun
Since I loved you
It never erased
Your scar on me br/>Your scar on me
Your scar on me
Your scar on me