La Última Vida de Un Gato
Los Secretos
The Last Life of a Cat
Today they saw us pass
Driving at the speed
That only crazy fairground pilots use.
A year without sleep
Clutching a dry barrel
And that innocent face of children who haven't done anything wrong.
Scratching the best minute from time,
Jumping into the street, you and I,
You know how to make the most of
The last life of a cat.
The life of a cat.
When the rudder is surplus
No one knows in which direction
The wind blows, taking a nap in the summer.
We let ourselves be carried away
Dragged by the gale,
And that wave that always brings me back to the sand.
Betting everything on the best runner
Who will never be a winner,
You know how to play
The last life of a cat.
Scratching the best minute from time,
Jumping into the street, you and I
You know how to make the most of
The last life of a cat.
The life of a cat.
