Demonios
Estopa
Demons
Tell me where you're going, poor devil
Tell me if you've been disinherited
Because if they're a bunch of bastards
I'm a horse without a stable
Hey, they kicked you out of hell
They say it's because you lack a sin
I wanted to stay inside, I promised to keep quiet
But not even with my silence, even being very devil
Demons are my fears, demon is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fear is frightened
That the devil is forgetfulness
Because forgetfulness is scratching the veins
Losing the spring, searching for what's lost
Clearing the furniture from the head
Dreaming that you wake up on a sunken ship
I keep myself with my soul awake
Taking away the sorrows dreaming of you
Burning more firewood, pouring more wine
Tasting the flavor of a glass of wine
Demon, go to hell, and go where I don't have you by my side
Because hell is an oasis, in a desert of tears and
That hell only burns you
When the fire has never burned you
And having burned, you think, you don't need cloaks anymore
That I only have my bonfire
Come, come, come, I'm waiting
Demons are my fears, demon is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fear is frightened
That the devil is forgetfulness
Because forgetfulness is scratching the veins
Losing the spring, searching for what's lost
Clearing the furniture from the head
Dreaming that you wake up on a sunken ship
I keep myself with my soul awake
Taking away the sorrows dreaming of you
Burning more firewood, pouring more wine
Tasting the flavor of a glass of wine
I keep myself with the few things I have
With my dreams, with my soul and with my body
I keep myself with the few things I have
With my dreams, with my soul and with my body
I keep myself with the few things I have
With my dreams, with my soul and with my body