Sé Lo Que Hicisteis (part. Natos y Waor)

Behind a storm, calm always comes
After we made love, we smoked a joint
After tearing off your rib, I bit into the apple

After we endured the bomb in Hiroshima
After a certain Bin Laden devastated New York
After the Harlem Globe Trotters dunked you into my heart

Flowers would cease to exist for me
One of those that you smoke and see everything in color
Your little green eyes would cease to exist
Your torn jeans, your short dresses of happy life

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer

Behind a defeat there is always hope
When I see you naked, my heart seeks calm
Behind that beautiful smile that sleeps in my bed today

After Korea screwed us up in the World Cup
After William Wallace shouted: Freedom
After the tuna sang a lie to the cruel reality

Flowers would cease to exist for me
One of those that you smoke and see everything in color
Your little green eyes would cease to exist
Your torn jeans, your short dresses of happy life

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer

And that Joan without Arc, that Bill without Gates
That photo of that drug dealer who dresses in beige
And that cabin on the lake, I know what you did last summer