El Canelazo
Inti-Illimani
The Canelazo
Open the door, madam,
serve me a little cinnamon,
give me one, give me another,
until it gets dirty.
Open the door please,
I want to forget what pain is
I'm pissed, oh, what the hell!
I'm already getting into the mood.
I will spend the whole night,
next to my longa with love
although tomorrow I will cry
my loneliness and my bitterness
I'm pissed, oh, what the hell!
I'm already getting into the mood
