Tren Al Sur
Los Prisioneros
Train to the South
Seven thirty in the morning
My seat's by the window
Central station, second car
Of the train that’ll take me south
And now these wheels are rolling
And my heart is racing
'Cause they’re taking me to the lands
Where I can finally
Breathe deep and wide
Joy of the heart, ha ha!
And don’t call me poor!
For traveling like this
Can’t you see I’m happy?
Can’t you see I’m feeling good?
Twelve thirty in the morning
The scent comes through the window
It’s flowers and a thousand animals, saying
Welcome to the south
I remember my dear dad
And I don’t mind being alone
'Cause they’re taking me to the lands
Where I can finally
Breathe deep and wide
Joy of the heart
Breathe deep and wide
Joy of the heart
And don’t call me poor!
For traveling like this
Can’t you see I’m happy?
Can’t you see I’m feeling good?
Traveling on this train
On this train to the south!
And don’t call me poor!
For traveling like this
Can’t you see I’m happy?
Can’t you see I’m feeling good?
Traveling on this train
On this train to the south!
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
Train to the south
