Contanto Primaveras

If you have the past cultivated with mistakes
Come on, I'll exchange it for a little bouquet of flowers
If you have your gaze lost in that desert
Looking for a fallen star from the sky

Don't think that the world has turned upside down
If in a thousand years we are monkeys again
And a vote for the priests who change sides
For the binge drinking and neon lights on the road

So, calm down, have a coffee,
And live counting springs

And live counting springs

And live counting springs
They say that blood boils
And in the meantime, drifting
In the strait that separates your two breasts in a makeshift boat

If you combine all the love and all the sorrows in life
You will only gather a bag of sweet convictions
If the magician I was has run out of magic
Don't worry, I'll catch you with a lasso if necessary

And don't think that the world has turned upside down
If in a thousand years we are monkeys again
And a vote for the priests who change sides
For the binge drinking and neon lights on the road

So calm down, have a coffee,
And live counting springs

And live counting springs

And live counting springs
They say that blood boils
And in the meantime, drifting
In the strait that separates your two breasts in a makeshift boat