El Secreto de Las Tortugas
Maldita Nerea
The Secret of the Turtles
I accidentally lost the papers you gave me the day before yesterday
Where were the tips we wrote down so that everything would go well?
And now we are on our way to the border, enjoying life little by little
So I have to find you to see you and for you to tell me again
And I need a little help, a word that can convince me
And when you talk to me the mountain is smaller and doesn't move every time
It says that we crossed the border enjoying the full moon in sips
How can I not get wet if it never stops raining in here? It never stops raining in here
And if we continue with the established plan
We'll get tired after a little while of starting
We probably won't find the way
But we will have plenty of desire to fly, our desire to fly
And how easy it is to lose your hand, my mother, hold on
That the emptiness of that glass is not filled if you do not love again (Jerez)
And it happens when we are on our way to the border, poor thing, tired, life is left
How am I not going to tire her out if I don't stop and never stop running?
And if I don't stop running
Let's improvise a definitive script
That we have no choice but to forget
May all the stars be brought closer to the path
So that the desire to dream never runs out
And it sounds good, it seems we have convinced ourselves
We just have to lose speed
It's been a long time since we were divided
Something was left over when we took flight when we took flight
And I know that I know, that it sounds different
In your future, in your past, in my present
And we have survived, although I don't know exactly what
And we were so lost that we couldn't see
The joy that takes away fear
The good times of the January sun
See with you every sunrise
Thinking dan bi dan bi dan
Dan bi dan bi dan
Count to three, I'll go first
And so the effect of the shot is more accurate
Stop trying to take the pressure off him, watching how the turtle hypnotizes you
And no one will make the journey without luck, because here the bad turns into good
There is a path and you are convinced, so start it with me and we will fly
And we will fly away
No one will make the journey without luck
That here the pain turns into little pieces
A whole world awaits you, puppeteer
Don't keep him waiting