Camals Mullats
La Gossa Sorda
Wet Streets
Five in the morning I didn't expect we'd end up on the streets of the old city you in front and me behind
Valencia bathed, Wet streets, Valencia bathed.
On the street of knights on top of an old bicycle we covered the distance and kept our balance
rubbing against the cheeks the back, wet streets, rubbing the back
Street of peace, parterre, roundabout, traffic light of courts, sudden braking and both on the ground you smile and I kiss you on the right military government there's a guy with a machine gun looking at us very badly, you know what's happening
I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
Poets of the night that make the walls speak in the Valencia of white and stars and we have made satirical metric music, to change your desires to kill your silences, windows balconies that don't wait Benet in the Valencia of the falli and basset and in every neighborhood there is a buzz we unite our forces like to get all everybody I have found the spark the other side of the moon with the neighbors of cabanyal and the neighbors of covers of the bunda the spark the other side of the moon
And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses
Walls of the metropolis are made of coal
the metro lines our prison
spray and walls of colors
who watches the cops good observer
in the city it's the same where the sun rises
knows that if I raise my head I only see dust
the neighborhood smiles because we are not alone
we stop their sticks, there are many examples
but each with their environment
network of affinities dynamiting the foundations of the world
youth and experience
powerful references from saints to Valencia
And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses
There is not much difference
the city has iron bars
Barna, Sants Valencia
they carry their credentials
La Gossa Sorda Pirats Sound Sistema
Have you smelled the stench
of betrayal dead beauty and violence
or is it that someone has said the name of Valencia
in the air mixture of garbage and brackish
and underground death,
death in the metro of the poor
And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses
And we will open another door showing the lie
I love you, I love you, I love you
I have in mind a Valencia where the streets are silver
I love you, I love you, I love you
I am patient and that's why I will reiterate until they fall
I love you, I love you, I love you
We have already opened all minds and gates of the houses
Five in the morning I didn't expect we'd end up on the streets of the old city wet streets