La Vida Te Lleva Por Caminos Raros

Life takes you through strange paths
through the most lost corner of the maps
through songs you've never sung
life takes you through strange paths.
Life approaches with painted lips
every time it chooses you and leaves with others
and so we always go around
drifting through life with painted lips
There's always a bar called Las Vegas
somewhere, somewhere
and there's always a damaged piece of the day
that you can't erase but you'd like to.
I always go to the airport bar
when I want to feel sad
and I always ask for, but they never have
those fortune cookies.
Watching the drops crash
like swallows in the night
like little dreams with a broken wing
like little dreams with a broken wing.
Tell me what's behind those smiles so sad
a motor that doesn't work or just broken hearts
it's better to have a sky used to disappoint
than factories of scattered desires in the night.
It's better to have sad lips
than a hundred planes taking off
and my life is much better
if you're in it.