La Noche De San Juan

When the night begins to dye the ground
And everything becomes darker than the past of a powerful one
And the first star of June twenty-fourth
Illuminates our sky
Prudent people who wish to purify their souls
Must perform eccentric tests
To make the legend come true
On the magical night of San Juan

I'm going to go
I want to make my wishes
I believe in something with all my might
And I do everything with full awareness

(Chorus)
Stories become real
When the night of San Juan falls

This is the story of a man
Who wanted to change his luck
He thought he could outsmart
And deceive the devil himself
He was weak-minded
Easily influenced
He was about to reach glory
But his greed made him end

I'm going to go...
I believe in this...

When the myth is wise
It's the one that is told
Every good story
Becomes a legend
Everything loses its magic
When it turns into science
I have a clean soul
Also my conscience (Repeat)

I remember when the old man from the village used to say
The tests to reach happiness
You must act with confidence
Otherwise, evil will come..!

"You must have three potatoes, but only peel two
One whole, the other in half
Under your bed, you will place the three
And at midnight, without looking, you will take one out
The more peel it has
The greater fortune you will obtain...
...To be a top guitarist
Under a fig tree, you must spend the night
At midnight, the tree will bloom
You will then climb and take the flower
So eternal glory
You will achieve"

But if you feel any doubt
You distrust, you regret
Or look back
You will see the devil himself
And he will blind you, no flower, no happiness, nothing
You will never find, you will never find!!!

Stories become real
When the magical wind blows
On the night of San Juan