Cuento de Cronopios

This is the tale of the cronopios
Beings just like you
You know they’re sensitive,
You know you can hurt them.
They don’t stay quiet,
They always speak the truth,
They draw on the walls the words 'it’s over.'

Good vibes, cronopio, cronopio, cronopio,
Cronopio, cronopio.

And finally on the plane, the cronopios are hungry,
'Tell me, flight attendant, what are we having to eat?'
Just a tortilla and an almond ice cream.

Good vibes, cronopio, cronopio, cronopio,
Cronopio, cronopio.