Esta mañana en Chapultepec:

Bicicleta.
Esto sonaba:

You're the truth, I do believe
I'm in you, you're on me
easy
gonna follow the light to the love

Esto miraba:

Esto pensaba:

gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love
gonna follow the light to the love