Crazy Candombe

I don't know how many things you can find
In the left eye of a person, but I know
That in your lips I could find
Endless love, and it drove me crazy.

I don't know how many roses have been given to you already,
But I still hope to find out
That out of all those roses you received
None were made of paper.

And my jealous heart condemns you
When you tell your story,
It never knew glory
In matters of love.

And I know I'll never forget your voice
Even if I lose my memory,
Getting close to victory
Satisfies a loser.

And I'll have to let you go,
I know I'll regret it,
But I tell you, love,
You have to know when to stop.

Don't be sad, heart,
The sun won't shine,
Stay calm, there will be
Time to dance, to dance.

I don't know how many angels want to help you
But I hope none will be able
To undress you, not your body but your soul,
Enjoy that pleasure.

And the truth is I don't really know what I'm afraid of,
I was never much of a gambler,
A gut feeling tells me
It's time to pay up.

And the worst part is that these days I'm broke,
I don't have a penny to give,
I want to save the tears
For my final judgment.

And when your cigarette keeps burning endlessly,
You'll always hear my voice,
And then you'll realize
You have to know when to stop, when to stop.
I tell you, love.

Don't be sad, heart,
The sun won't shine,
Stay calm, there will be
Time to dance.

Don't be sad, heart,
The sun won't shine,
Stay calm, there will be
Time to dance, to dance.

  1. Skalipso
  2. Duda
  3. Loco Por Volverla a Ver
  4. Qué Carajo Es El Amor?
  5. Ojos de Dragón!
  6. La Cerveza
  7. Princesa
  8. Perdido (Chacarera)
  9. Lo Más Lindo
  10. Candombe de Resacas
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