Conga Pasajera
Yusa
Passing Conga
Everything that happens
It touches my nose
As if it were a passing thing
(Butterfly that flew dressed in honey over the tide)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Far from here the sorrows wander
Trying to find you in the dark
You hear that rumor
It could be carnival
Go on
Let your feet mark the conga
And there will be no stone if the earth
Sings
If you have the need
Of being happy and someone listening to you
Change
That life can be better if it is love
The one who imposes himself and
Send
Let your dreams fly and you will see that joy
Salta
Far from here the sorrows wander
Trying to find you in the dark
You hear that rumor
It could be carnival
That is already rolling over
If you hear the rumor that dominates me
And he sings poetry in his voice
To sing to love
To sing to life, that's why
Go on
Let your feet mark the conga
And there will be no stone if the earth
Sings
If you have the need
Of being happy and someone listening to you
Change
That life can be better if it is love
The one who imposes himself and
Send
Let your dreams fly and you will see that joy
Salta
Jump, jump, jumpy
Jump, jump, jumpy
Slowly now
Softly
Don't stay with me, no
Change the pain and the lie
Send the heart
Boom, boom, boom
No, no, no, no
What is the passing conga?
That will take the penalty
It could be carnival
