Adiós, Compañeros, Adiós

Goodbye, companions, goodbye.
Today I say goodbye to everyone and toast with a pisco-sour
For the good times we had,
For the times shared between vinyl and drinks.

Goodbye, companions, goodbye.
It's time to hug each other, let's praise friendship:
Asturias, beloved homeland; Pamplona, the seventh of July;
The Pilar festivities; and the big week, where we had a great time.
Today, I leave the country, for a good while.
Things got ugly. Spain is doing well, they say around here.

Goodbye, companions, goodbye.
Goodbye, companions, goodbye. Goodbye, companions, goodbye.
I need new liquors, to meet my in-laws; even if they want to kill me,
Tomorrow I join the carnival in Salvador de Bahia: that's life, the damn life!

Goodbye, companions, goodbye, and may things go really well for you.
I will soon send you a message with my new password.
If they don't find me soon, I have a fixed cell in Venezuela, another in Sin-Sin
Recommended by my friend Johnny Cash, and the particular one, in San Quintín.
Today, I leave the country, for a good while.
Things got ugly. Spain is doing well, they say around here.

Goodbye, companions, goodbye. Goodbye, companions, goodbye.
Goodbye, companions, goodbye. Goodbye, companions, goodbye.