La Matraka

Cards on the table
words are unnecessary
Don't tell me more nonsense, today I'm wasted
The philosopher's stone is what I need
give me fire and tell me half of the truth
so I understand myself
so I organize and understand you
when I'm comfortable, don't come with the racket
in my celestial blue sky I am
I'm a cloudy one

I have as much bluesman as you have nun
give me fire and tell me the truth halfway
I'm a sponge, let the pulling and loosening begin

Away from the Ebro, we go to the Tajo, give me what I want
you'll see I won't back down
it's just that it's hard for me
eating my head won't take you far
very slowly so I understand myself
let the pulling and loosening begin
and let the one who understands you buy you
very slowly, I'm a sponge
let the pulling and loosening begin
very slowly so I understand myself
so I organize and understand you

And a southern wind that is already crossing the street
reminds me that I don't sell my soul to anyone
I stop to look in almost every shop window
you already know that I'm a bit cowardly
and don't come to me with stories or nonsense
very slowly, I'm a sponge
let the pulling and loosening begin

Away from the Ebro, we go to the Tajo
give me what I want, you'll see I won't back down
it's just that it's hard for me
eating my head won't take you far
very slowly so I understand myself
let the pulling and loosening begin
and let the one who understands you buy you
very slowly, I'm a sponge
let the pulling and loosening begin
very slowly so I understand myself
so I organize and understand you
eating my head won't take you far
eating my head
eating my head
eating my head
eating my head won't take you far
eating my head
eating my head won't take you far
eating my head
eating my head