Loquero Viejo

Let the dry skies open up
And let my soul drop from my hair
To tell you that I’m sorry
In this game of give and take
The truth is I miss you so much
That not even wine helps me win

If I tell you, it’s so you see
Good year, few sales
But thanks for making room
For fortune, your good judgment
Fills my chest with pride
Though it makes me a bit sad

Good guy, he’s learning the game
Nice night in new hemispheres
Keep lying on the couch
I had it and didn’t give it
Now it’s a new time

I’m planning because I miss the ground
Type 7, I’m lighting the fire
Watering heart
I held on, but I fell
And in this old loony bin

Eternal dawn of laughter
The ashes were maturing, see?
The bed half disassembled
I’ll leave our zamba for today
Dizzy in this limbo
On a solid pillar

If I sing to you, it’s so you see
Cute bugs, ugly things
Brutal nature
Like a reflection, I hear you
Remind me it’s not much
Though one day they’ll forget me

Good guy, he’s learning the game
Nice night in new hemispheres
Come, stay on the couch
Close your eyes and sleep
The whole world is yours

We walked through such perfect days
I’ll guide you, you take care of the kid
Today I changed rooms
I turned on the light and stayed
In this old loony bin