El Tren Se Va

The train leaves
The train leaves
Looks for a meadow in the city
Carries a thousand wagons
And its passengers play, play

Abracadi, abracada
Look at the laughter it brings
Like an airplane
It flies over the rainbow, flies, flies

Travels without a schedule or itinerary
The train leaves
Maybe it runs on gasoline
Perhaps on petrol
Or electricity
But some say it runs on coffee
Coffee with milk with bread and honey
With hazelnut or American gum

The train leaves, the train leaves
To a country that isn't
(it's true)
Where you always do what pleases you most
You say you know
The train leaves, the train leaves, the train leaves...

The train leaves, the train leaves
To the land of sports
(one two one two)
It dives into the pool
Does the submarine, nothing flies
The train leaves, the train leaves
What a great match in the blue
Earth, sun, and moon are the three balls
Kick it, kick it!!!!!!!

Travels without a schedule or itinerary
The train leaves
Maybe it runs on gasoline
Perhaps on petrol
Or electricity
But some say it runs on coffee
Coffee with milk with bread and honey
With hazelnut or American gum

The train leaves, the train leaves
Upstairs it will light up
(what thing?)
And a little lamp
And the mind flies, flies, flies
The train leaves, the train leaves

The train leaves, the train leaves
In the middle of the night it goes
Over the berths of the sleeper cars
Dream flies
The train leaves, the train leaves
The train leaves, the train leaves...