Adiós Lucrecia

When I go to Venice
Goodbye Lucrecia
I will write to you, I will write
Ibim, bom bam!
Pull the sail, pull the sail,
I'm pulling the sail
To the sound of the mandolin
Goodbye my Catalina, cabaret nights.

When I return from Venice
How are you Lucrecia
How did it go, how did it go
Ibim, bom, bam!

Open the bottle, open the bottle
I'm opening the bottle
To the sound of the mandolin
Goodbye my Catalina, cabaret nights.

Santos Dumont, Santos Dumont
Invented a balloon
That he thought to steer with just air
Sitting in his chair
To take the direction
And when he was higher
His dad asked him:
Hey Dumont, are you coming down or not,
No, no, and no!

Come down Dumont, come down Dumont
Here awaits you
The commission that will take you
To Antequera.

Let him go wherever he wants
I'm not getting off
I intend to steer
Towards the Rock of Gibraltar.

I'm going to Venice
To dance with Lucrecia
Look, I'm not going
To Antequera. repeat...