"La Zona" is Recycled J thinking about going back to the neighbourhood he came from, and to the woman who is still there waiting. La Zona (the Zone) is his name for home turf. The first lines mix memories that don't belong together: "Recuerdo ese culo, puro Hollywood" (I remember that butt, pure Hollywood) right beside "Recuerdo las rosas en el ataúd" (I remember the roses on the coffin). Then "Conocí al demonio en esa esquina" (I met the devil on that corner) and "Juré a esa vida nunca volver" (I swore never to go back to that life).
There's a very Madrid detail in "No pienses vivir en el Ivima" (don't think about living in the Ivima): the IVIMA was the Madrid region's public housing agency, so he's saying he's aiming higher than council flats. The chorus is where it gets tender: he takes "un vuelo a par de horas, de Madrid a Barcelona" (a flight of a couple of hours, from Madrid to Barcelona), comes home smelling of "otra en mi ropa" (another woman on my clothes), and yet "Y allí estás tú" (and there you are). He even promises "Te juro que voy a cambiar" (I swear I'm going to change), which, after that line about the clothes, is a bit hard to believe.