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Text: Gogol Bordello. Trans-Continental Hustle. My Companjera.


We stepped together in the river
We traded fever on turmoil
Last time I saw you was in the middle
I wonder if you hit the soil

Where are you now my companjera?
Your baby claw stuck in my chest
Where are you now my sonidera?
Who took you from the nest?
Where are you now my companjera?
I'm beating bricks from town to town
Where are you know my sonidera?
I'm at my final down
Down
My final down

Like through the muzzle came my surrender
I had to tear it off my mind
Them hypothermia took over
And suddenly I went blind

Where are you now my companjera?
Your baby claw stuck in my chest
Where are you now my sonidera?
Who took you from the nest?
Where are you now my companjera?
I'm beating bricks from town to town
Where are you know my sonidera?
I'm at my final down
My final down
My final down

Eat and sleep without desire
Would you like window or aisle?
Oh, miss sky, you ever seen
Warrior that's more fragile
Jetlag, hangover, malnutrition
You can't fly in this condition
And if no one intervenes
Out of the window is my mission

Where are you now my companjera?
Your baby claw stuck in my chest
Where are you now my sonidera?
Who took you from the nest?
Where are you now my companjera?
I'm beating bricks from town to town
Where are you know my sonidera?
I'm at my final down. Daaaaa
My final down
My final down
My final down