Hermano Que Te Vas A California

Brother, you're going to California 121 from PAN-AM. Take to that girl who waits for you the smell of burlap, olives and orange blossom, carob trees and prickly pears, and my folding knife, that from time to time, only from time to time, winked at the sun. And now fly... And now fly at ten thousand meters above the sea. Thinking of her... Wanting to arrive. And now fly, fly... Brother, you're going to California 121 from PAN-AM. Tell that girl who waits for you also about the chimera, hope, and yesterday, that you hung in the window, that will be hers tomorrow. And from time to time, only from time to time, remember us. And now fly... And now fly at ten thousand meters above the sea. Thinking of her... Wanting to arrive. Now fly, fly... Fly...