Cádiz Me Llama de Nuevo

Cádiz calls me again
My soul keeps wandering
And drifting in the sky
But the song

Of an old singer
Brought me back to life
Buried deep inside
The Little Cup of Silver

That, after so much abuse
Was forever desecrated
But the old man from my town
Awoke the god Momo

Who called with his feather duster
To a legacy of singers
Who left Cai one day
To break the curse

And my soul comes alive
Inside this body
That was embalmed
With coastal salt

And ink with poison
From a Gaditan poet
And wrapped up in drums
I returned to life

I come back from the other side
To sing what I kept quiet
This mummy has awakened
And its pen is sharpened

To sing the truth
To those who profaned Cádiz
I resurrected in February
Singing carnival songs

My lyrics explode with rage and poison
And my throat becomes immortal
I resurrect in February

Singing carnival songs
My lyrics explode with rage and poison
And my throat becomes immortal

Once again it beats
It beats for Cádiz
My heart

I come back wrapped in scraps
It beats, it beats for Cádiz
My heart

With carnival songs
With the roots of old
So my people can sing them
Sing them with rage
Sing them

Little by little
I’m healing
And from your depths
Today I’ve been reborn

In the afterlife, I was searching for paradise
And upon seeing it was in Cai
I had to turn back
'Cause I don’t know what you have

My Little Cup that wraps me up again
Singing songs through your streets
That become immortal
In February during Carnival

Singing songs with daggers
'Cause after death
I’m not afraid of anything
I resurrect in February
I resurrect in February

Singing carnival songs
My lyrics explode with rage and poison
And my throat becomes immortal

Once again it beats
It beats for Cádiz
My heart
With carnival songs
With carnival songs
With carnival songs