En Casa de Herrero

The scale can tip, now that you see me
No need to rhyme much, if that's what you want

I won't lie to you, this is going to sound
You keep doing what you want, they'll talk anyway
Nothing here, nothing there

Nothing here, nothing there
And if the rabbit gets distracted, he won't see it
Sleeves rolled up, this is going to start
In the Blacksmith's House

Here you have the best to buy
Choose well what you want but don't steal
It's the artist's obsession to want to eat

I'm a flamenco and a woman with attitude can sing whatever she wants
It's a rule that we don't want to move our heads, just our hips
I carry the swagger in my veins
It's a shame you don't let your hair down

Life is like a stew
Here's my part of what's being shared
But you keep mooring
Don't let my accent alarm you
It's to spare myself the heartaches, the lies, the packaging
May the photo come from the past and may your children turn out artistic

Nothing here, nothing there
And if the rabbit gets distracted, you won't see it anymore
Sleeves rolled up, this is going to start
In the blacksmith's house
Here you have the best to buy
Choose well what you want but don't steal
It's the artist's obsession to want to eat

We throw flowers into the sea
Listen to your dad
When that day comes just right
You'll know, when your day comes

Here you have the best to buy
Choose well what you want but don't steal
It's the artist's obsession to want to eat