Señales

Learn the signal of the language of dreaming
Without anyone noticing, anything you will say
With hands, with elbows, with eyes and feet
With the mouth without words, a language I invented for you

Witch! Rotten! May your belly ache
I don't want the soup
The witch is crazy

Words only tell a little bit of the truth
Looks never lie, you have to know how to look
With hands, with elbows, with eyes and feet
With the mouth without words, a language I invented for you

Witch! Rotten! May your belly ache
I don't want the soup
The witch is crazy

And now that you know
Invent what you want
Witch! Rotten! I hope her belly hurts