Al loro

I love
The touch of your hands
For my excited penis
The nose songs, mmm
The blizzard on the terrace
The self-confidence that leads to the afternoon
My arm under your neck, sleep

I love
The ochre of your green meadows
The morning sparkle amidst the heat
Garcilaso's letters
The violins of Extrechinato and you
Rye hair, sleep

Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where my January bloomed
Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where you bloomed

I miss
The chimneys of Bormujos
The Zaudin guitars
The revelry of Saint Peter
The djellaba walks
Our corner in the blue
Charco La Pava Festival, laugh

Yearooh-ooh
The jaw's quarrels
The class bullshit
The graffiti of that revolution
The anecdotes of liters
In the little square the dead
And laugh, and laugh, and laugh

Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where my January bloomed
Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where my April bloomed

Don't bother me today, Luna
That in my dunes of stubborn waters
Unbridled and harsh
My mouth is gone
Along Libertad Street

Listen up, ooh-ooh

Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where my January bloomed
Sleeping among blushing cherry trees
Calm down with an early morning joint
Cherish the moment
Rest under my lemon tree
Where you bloomed