I went to San Antón
I waited on my own
Without a mobile phone
Away from home

You told me many times
The way you feel and think
About your little crimes
And the tears they bring

But now my legs are tired
And my throat is dry
We could've if we tried
But I don't see why
Why
Why
Why

I went to San Antón
I waited on my own
Without a mobile phone
Away from home

You told me many times
The way you feel and think
About your little crimes
And the tears they bring

But now my legs are tired
And my throat is dry
We could've if we tried
But I don't see why
Why
Why
Why

Gloria
Gloria
Gloria
Gloriana