¡Qué Bien Huelen Los Pinos!

How good the pines smell!
When the sun warms them
And how well time passes
Chasing clouds in the sky

I want to be a fairground worker
And sell you my cheap chimeras
Pour out my precarious ingenuity
On the hot land

Sweet as the beat
From an old song
The air returns to bring
The rumor of your subtle laughter

When the rain came
To the land that you open
I asked the horizon
If you will return home

And the caress of the sea wind
He said yes to me
Let the breeze comb the oaks
Perfume of white waves
Running naughty under the sky
Indigo blue

Wise as a saying goes
Speak and be silent
Come back and put order in the chaos
Girl, dance and make it rain
Sweet as the beat
From an ancient sound
The air returns to bring
Your subtle laugh

Wise as a saying goes
Speak and be silent
Come back and put order in the chaos
Girl, dance and make it rain
Sweet as the beat
From an ancient sound
The air returns to bring
Girl, your subtle laugh