Fioritos
Babasónicos
Fioritos
Your sisters
stole my flip-flops
your bare feet
tread the city
I reach the point where
the ditches meet
starting, I like to walk
Give me fire
give me fire
so my hand lights up again
Your friends set fire to my bed
the heat
didn't let me sleep
thank goodness
my rest
is in my soul
although loving you
makes me slip into wrong
god warns me that
following you I will lose
faith, the compass
what is the work of destiny...
Give me fire, give me fire
so my hand lights up again
your words are drops in my mouth
today I listen to you
I don't want anything else
I lose your features
between a dream and dizziness
disappears, disappears
Give me fire, give me fire
so my hand lights up again
give me fire, give me fire
so my hand lights up again
Light another, light another
so the road seems shorter to me.