Vuelta Y Vuelta
Congreso
Round and Round
It happens that I'm getting sad
It happens that I get tired of laughing
I see nothing new in the mornings
Not in your eyes from yesterday
Not in your eyes from yesterday...
And I keep walking through calendars
I keep turning in a clock
Everything ends in a sigh
And the echo of the voice flies away
Round and round
Planets and stars
Round and round
Planets and stars
Round and round
Planets and stars
Ah! Round and round and round and round
Planets and stars...
