Lina de Luto

Lina's in mourning and no one knows what went wrong
Like some spell's got a grip on her heart
Look, my love. Look, my love. Look, my love
Turn, my love. Turn, my love. Turn, my love

Lina among the bulls that she set free herself
Lives convinced that life has tricked her
Look, my love. Look, my love. Look, my love
Turn, my love. Turn, my love. Turn, my love

And even if they search for her more
She's gone to some place
A place
Where the sun won't hurt her,
nor the sun nor the strangers that are always there,
always there
And by her side a dog that doesn't know how to bark

Poor Lina, hoping this world gets better
If it were up to her, she'd shut off the engine now
Look, my love. Look, my love. Look, my love
Turn, my love. Turn, my love ...

And even if they search for her more
She's gone to some place
A place
Where the sun won't hurt her,
nor the sun nor the strangers that are always there,
always there
And by her side a dog that doesn't know how to bark
from looking so much like its owner