Angelus...

...I feel so much sorrow
on my skin, on my skin

I feel so much sorrow
on my skin, on my skin.

Whit everybody gone
don't you get sick alone?

I wish you were at home...
I wish you'd never go...

No puc parar de tocar-la, i segueixo sense tenir llaunes de "Neutrina de Colores".
No en quedan enlloc, estan esgotades, estan totes buides.