De Todas Las Cosas
El Puchero Del Hortelano
Of All Things
I want to see the blue sky
I want to see the green meadows
Drink wine that intoxicates
And feel fire that burns
I want to see the blue sky
I want to see the green meadows
Drink wine that intoxicates
And feel fire that burns
Of all the things in the world, of everything that is revered
The only thing I want, ayay
Of all the beautiful things, of treasures and wonders
The only thing I want
To be able to look at myself in the mirror every morning
And see that I am clean and crystal clear
Like the fresh water from the snowy mountains in April
I want to be able to forget what lies are, what deceit is
And the misery of betrayal, the degradation of people
The lies you tell me, you drive them into my soul
And they take root and grow, and I can't pull them out
I want to be able to decide
How I want to make mistakes
A straight path to follow
And walk it until I get tired
I want to be able to decide
How I want to make mistakes
A straight path to follow
And choose where to bend
And it's so easy, and we make it so difficult
And we make it so complicated
If I found a way to make you understand
That the importance of a problem is what you want to see
And thus be able to look at yourself in the mirror every morning
And see that you are clean and crystal clear
Like the fresh water from the snowy mountains in April
I want to be able to forget what lies are, what deceit is
And the misery of betrayal, the degradation of people
The lies you tell me, you drive them into my soul
And they take root and grow, and I can't pull them out