Mi Amigo Che Luis

My friend Luis likes the cepe de los cepes, every morning I see him without stress
The brush is your great teacher, it makes hair without recoil
With each pull he smiles more, Luis in the mirror never doubts

Those little hairs fly through the air, their favorite pastime no one can stop
Hey, little hairs here and there, Luis can't stop brushing
Look for the smallest hair with love, it is the law of the mirror without fear of being divine

Luis has a very special ritual, with every strand of hair he is great
He's not crazy, just a little original, but hair is his most natural game
The brush is an art, he says, Luis and his hairstyle always on paper

A masterpiece in every movement, che pelitos is its most natural juice
Hey, little hairs here and there, Luis can't stop brushing
Look for the smallest hair with love, it is the law of the mirror without fear of being divine

Hey, little hairs here and there, Luis can't stop brushing
Look for the smallest hair with love, it is the law of the mirror without fear of being divine
Hey, little hairs here and there