Llágrimes

I bring troubles, knots in the soul
I bring wines and I have bullets
Disheartened and raw dawn
I have thorns on my wings

Someone give me good advice
From so much walking in the branches
My roots got tangled
Obedience is not my thing

I need a great welcoming tumult
Barcelona, beautiful Barcelona
Unmistakable, noble hearts
Give me a hand, come with me

Let's go partying and eat
Going down La Rambla, we reach the beach
And we have poison to throw
How beautiful the stars look from the port

With friends at sunset
What a great relief not to feel delirious
And not have to be all over the place

In life, you have to learn to be happy
Before the sand is carried away by the wind
In life, you have to learn to be happy
Before the sand is carried away by the wind

In life, you have to learn to be happy
Before the sand is carried away by the wind
In life, you have to learn to be happy
Before the sand is carried away by the wind

In life, you have to learn to be happy
Before the sand is carried away by the wind