Lyrics of Estadio Azteca - Andrés Calamaro, Bunbury

Estadio Azteca (original)

Prendido a tu botella vacía
Esa que antes, siempre tuvo gusto a nada
Apretando los dedos, agarrándole, dándole mi vida
A ese para-avalanchas
Cuando era niño y conocí el Estadio Azteca
Me quedé duro, me aplastó ver al gigante
De grande me volvió a pasar lo mismo
Pero ya estába duro mucho antes
Dicen que hay, dicen que hay
Un mundo de tentaciones
También hay caramelos con forma de corazones
Dicen que hay bueno, malo
Dicen que hay más o menos
Dicen que hay algo que tener
Y no muchos tenemos
Y no muchos tenemos
Prendido a tu botella vacía
Esa que antes, siempre tuvo gusto a nada

(translation)

Lit to your empty bottle
The one that before, she always liked nothing
Fingers squeezing, holding him, giving him my life
To that para-avalanche
When I was a child and I knew the Azteca Stadium
I was hard, I was crushed to see the giant
When he grew up, the same thing happened to me again.
But I was already hard long before
They say there is, they say there is
A world of temptations
There are also candies in the shape of hearts
They say there is good, bad
They say there is more or less
They say there's something to have
And not many of us have
And not many of us have
Lit to your empty bottle
The one that before, always liked nothing