La Chica Que Nadie Saca A Bailar

And well, since God doesn't plan on quitting,
we don't have much more to do than sing...
To fill the glass, to pass the time,
to uncork songs of sand,
to remember again and again,
that the sea was not calm...

Look, I'm telling you: it is what it is,
And what never was will never be in excess.
We sleep with what we have on, we get through the winter,
we flip the coin, as Ringo said:
When the world screams, count to three
'they even take away the stool...'

That's why
Take your time, stay close,
to the best kisses and the good bottles.
Climb on those trains that go nowhere,
And consider yourself dead in every mirror,
lose sight of yourself and start over,
know that tomorrow it could be you,
the girl no one asks to dance...

There are days when life is a silent movie in reverse,
and it comes with subtitles in Japanese.
The pawns eat you up, they step on your heels,
one so happy with his pickup truck...

And you see how it is:
In the bed of the cool guys,
the fools take a nap...

I suspect that the future doesn't plan on trusting us,
I sense that the present starts to cheat us,
with so many cockroaches eating from the can,
and a lot of potato chip climbers...

It's already dawn in this cabaret
and no one pays the bill...

That's why
Take your time, take care of your legs,
may you have good winds and better bottles.
Climb on those trains that go nowhere
And consider yourself dead in every mirror,
lose sight of yourself and start over,
know that tomorrow it could be you,
the girl no one asks to dance...