Prayng for a riot,prayng for a riot she walked outside among the men,finding me,your last ten million miles,her way was close to her inside can't you see her life is broken turn back,believe nothing is over Prayng for a riot,prayng for a riot she walked outside among the men,finding me,your last ten million miles,her way was close to her inside can't you see her life is broken turn back,believe nothing is over Prayng de un motín, prayng de un motín que salió a la calle entre los hombres, la búsqueda de mí, su últimos diez millones de kilómetros, su camino estaba cerca de ella en el interior no se puede ver su vida se divide a su vez de nuevo, que nada es más