Avanti Morocha
Los Caballeros de la Quema
Go Ahead, Dark-Haired Girl
We started suddenly
We savored ourselves forcibly
Like something out of a love story
You came back from a trip with tired backpacks
I was kicking summer without sun
And in the kissing zone
We sing bingo, and that's how we go
Without any maps or locks
Come on, brunette, nobody is dead
Let's give this tight-knit life a bunch of dreams
Avanti morocha, it doesn't rain so much on us
Don't throw in the towel, even the most handicapped keep rowing
Don't throw in the towel, even the most crippled
I never let an angel make a nest on my pillow
But I remember late, my love
Today I sit in the shadow of your sleeping legs
And I talk to my insomnia about you
And like the ghosts of memory
They come out at night a gang
You walk barefoot and on tiptoe
Come on, brunette, nobody is dead
Let's give this tight-knit life a bunch of dreams
Avanti morocha, it doesn't rain so much on us
Don't throw in the towel, even the most handicapped keep rowing
Don't throw in the towel, even the most crippled
It's so easy to get lost in the streets of fear
Don't let go of my hand, my love
My house is a mess without your laughter
You didn't even leave me the crumbs
Dog Face I'm Missing You
Come on, brunette, nobody is dead
Let's give this tight-knit life a bunch of dreams
Avanti morocha, it doesn't rain so much on us
Don't throw in the towel, even the most handicapped keep rowing
Don't throw in the towel, even the most crippled
Up brunette, Avanti brunette. Up brunette, Avanti brunette
