Macetas de Colores

The night is staining the walls
With soap bubbles and chocolate.
In Cáceres, carnations burst
To scream that no, it's already enough. (Extremadura!)

The night is staining the walls
With soap bubbles and chocolate.
Under the stones, the carnations
Scream that no, it's already enough.

My girl's skirts are hanging
From the top of a pine tree.
She has an extra cicada in the morning
And two cowbells, and the January sun.

I feel that life is different here
And I search for the color of her gaze.
The light I invent,
The light that jumps every day
Into the rushing dream. (Come on, come to Cáceres)

The downpour watering thistles,
An old lady dancing on the corners.
Under colorful flowerpots
To scream that no, it's already enough.

It's about living in love,
I give you a handful of words.
It's about the rain on the rooftops
And a guitar, this guitar.

Chorus.

Scavenger, in the attic of the grandfather
I'll wait for you
In the goblin's attic...

Hey, cousin, life is beautiful
You'll see how, (how come?)
How under the winter, spring rises
Hey, cousin, people in Cánovas
Sing, sing so that under
The winter rises,
Spring rises,
Spring...