Sarri Sarri

I don't know what's happening this last time
People started dancing happily
Because they see something is missing
in the general count
Often, often, often, often, often, often
Often, often, often, often, often, often
Often, often, often, often, often, often, two together
The radios were broadcasting live
Saying they would eat paella
And Piti and Sarri in their corners
Realizing they were jumping
We find it difficult
To create
A more joyful tune
The town often says
Celebrated with bread
The bull run of Pamplona
The release is here
Red scarves
Covering the sky.