Valentina

The night never ends with Valentina
It's the mine that anyone would dream of
But if it is the real Valentina
All of Argentina stands up

It's hard to finish things
It is also difficult to start
But with Valentina we wanted to finish them all
One by one first and everything afterward

It was five in the morning
And my reckless warrior spirit
I didn't know about places or times
And with the bear we went to look for honey

It was six o'clock, and seven o'clock, and eight o'clock
Nine, ten, and eleven in the morning
I don't know what Sabina has done
But there was only one Valentina
It is the map of Argentina made into a woman's body

Lost sleep takes its toll
But the hardest is the dictatorship of beauty
I had to ask a friend
Come with me to look at it a little bit

For someone to believe me what Valentina was
What a piece of mine, all of Argentina stands up
But if it's the real Valentina (oh)
What a piece of mine, all of Argentina stands up
But if it is the real Valentina
What a piece of mine, all of Argentina stands up
Uh, but it's the real Valentina
What a hottie, all of Argentina stands up, ouh
Valentina, I carry you stuck like a thorn
Like a thorn, like a thorn