Longui Nº 13

Larilara, lara, larilara, lara
Larilara, lara, larilara
Tackling the error of a false chord
A sudden flash will blind you
It's noble and good
And with crossed arms, following traces
Counting scraps, the cut doesn't care
The cut doesn't care

Larilara, lara, larilara, lara
Larilara, lara, larilara
Faithful details, some honest tricks
They will be enough to thank for being good enough
To be good enough
A sly laugh, a mean smile
Time crosses, doesn't know how to count
Count, count

Larilara, lara, larilara
Larilara, lara, larilara
There will be a bug, with a hundred feet
Slug called slug at times
And it thinks it's lame, and plays the tough guy
Always playing the tough guy
With luck, luck of the years
It keeps the scoundrels awake
With luck, luck of the years
It pulls through, pulls through
Larilara, lara, larilara, lara