Gualicho
The 'zumba' hung
from the bus to Finisterre
running away from love
behind a new kiss
How hard it is to put together a full
put together some damn full
and play it on this cloth, God!
Gualicho to forget
tight in the hands
Goodbyes are
of those sweet pains
How hard it is to put together a full
put together some damn full
and play it on this cloth, God!
Broths of Venus that
are like holy water
and a couple of rounds of love
with the TV on
How hard it is to put together a full
put together some damn full
and play it on this cloth, God!
It could be a downpour
but also a storm
I don't want to see you anymore!
will my blindness be like this?
