Cicatrizando

If it's you,
heading straight south,
the traveler always seeking the light.
A friend who feels with the soul,
the pleasures of freedom.

I'm going to make you laugh with me again,
the hangover is gone,
and today I feel good,
because I wear a polka dot tie,
and that means a lot to me.

Wake up and laugh,
the moon has gone,
the clouds come out,
I have an uncle who smokes them.
Old wounds that time heals,
healing as I walk the sidewalks of madness.

I'm healed now,
just out of the workshop,
I wear a new suit,
just born,
my teeth even light up,
uoh oh oh oh oh

Quick,
and watch as the minutes pass around you,
sitting on a sofa you don't see the flower grow.
Life can be a golden bird,
that escapes without returning.

Wake up and laugh,
the moon has gone,
the clouds come out,
I have an uncle who smokes them.
Old wounds that time heals,
healing as I walk the sidewalks of madness, the sidewalks of madness.

With the stones from your pocket,
I'm going to build you a castle,
full of colorful joints,
so you can live with me.

Wake up and laugh,
the moon has gone,
the clouds come out,
I have an uncle who smokes them.
Old wounds that time heals,
healing as I walk the sidewalks of madness.

And keep playing the drum...
keep, keep, keep, keep going...

Keep playing the drum...

Keep playing the drum...