Julio Iglesias

I don't understand why
You left Paris
If that day was the grayest
Four sleepless nights

I don't understand why
No one passed us hash
When we entered the FIB
Twenty years and a slip

I don't understand why
I fastened my seatbelt
If that wasn't flying
Seeing seagulls from the sea

We made out with life
And our gums bled
And upon returning
If I forget the divine
Call Sorrentino
I braided my hair
And Julio Iglesias in your car
And: Yes, we can

So much trampoline
So much percussion
And we never jumped

Girl who left
Take care of this woman
Who still hasn't forgotten you

Mademoiselle Moustaki
A bit of Gilbert Becaud
All the boys and girls
The guitar played all alone

I remember the smell
Of dad's Ducados
A Seat Cordoba and singing
Seeing the moon and sobbing

We made out with life
And our gums bled
And upon returning
If I forget the divine
Call Sorrentino
I braided my hair
And Julio Iglesias in your car
And: Yes, we can

When I look at the past
I see how much I messed up
Paula Ribó suffered
And now that's poetry
She wanted to be an athlete
And she cut her breasts
She wanted to be single
Not even a whole week

So much trampoline
So much percussion
And we never jumped

Girl who left
Take care of this woman
Who still hasn't forgotten you

So much expectation
You shoot to score
And it was on the other side

Put oil and salt on me
There's still a lot of bread
And this is going to be a long journey