El Bálsamo de Fierabrás

When your head feels more pulsating than your heart
And your legs receive no stimuli or information
If your back cannot bear
The weight of your shoulders as you walk

I know of a remedy that a Moor gave me
It takes away the tedium and sometimes the pain too

Ok! It's cool!
Take it, it's natural medicine
Ok! It's cool!
Against bad mood
Balm of Fierabrás

In the night of times its creation is lost
It is given by the earth, quenched by the rain, and dried by the sun
In the distant East it is tradition
And here fools call it corruption

It's a remedy that a Moor gave me
It takes away the tedium and sometimes the pain too

Ok! It's cool!
Take it, it's natural medicine
Ok! It's cool!
Against bad mood

I know of a remedy that a Moor gave me
It takes away the tedium and sometimes the pain too

Ok! It's cool!
Take it, it's natural medicine
Ok! It's cool!
Against bad mood
Balm, balm, balm

Ok! It's cool!
Take it, it's natural medicine
Ok! It's cool!
Against bad mood
Balm of Fierabrás

Balm of Fierabrás