Por Probar El Vino Y El Agua Salada

Julia who dances with pots and streets and the sea
It will be, it will be
the promised one of the king of the crazies, maybe
or maybe they will leave in the early morning
with the new sun on their nose.
To taste wine and saltwater,
to forget about being king and be happy.
The cuckoos cry, the newspapers never come out,
there's no bread, there's no salt.
The girls have given their legs to evil,
Satan will return
to punish us well
for doubting the king of this place.
To taste wine and saltwater,
for the people our king died in peace.
How can you laugh like that, beautiful,
when you forced my mind?
How can you laugh like that, beautiful,
when you killed my people?
To taste wine and jam...
Julia who dances with pots and streets and the sea,
It will be, it will be
the promised one of the king of the crazies, maybe
or maybe, they will leave in the early morning
with the new sun on their nose.
To taste wine and saltwater,
to forget about being king, and be happy.