Caminito
Swing Original Monks
Little Path
The little path goes, goes away and doesn't come back
The little path goes, goes away and doesn't come back
Whoever goes back to see it, death will take them
Whoever goes back to see it, death will take them
I'll tell my grandkids all that I've walked
I'll tell my grandkids all that I've walked
And no matter how much time passes, they can't take away what I've danced
And no matter how much time passes, they can't take away what I've danced
If you slip and take your time, the hours pass, they miss you here
If you slip and take your time, the hours pass, they miss you here
I let myself go, where will I end up
I let myself go, where will I end up
The little path goes, goes away and doesn't come back
The little path goes, goes away and doesn't come back
Whoever goes back to see it, death will take them
Whoever goes back to see it, death will take them
I let myself go, like the stream
I let myself go, like the stream
Wherever it takes me, I don't make a fuss
Wherever it takes me, I don't make a fuss
And going from town to town, I ended up in the city
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal
We're all neighborhood, this is the ordeal