Life does not make sense, living it does not have
when we deny it to love, that goodwill
to know how to lose, to know how to win,
to be willing to everything, to give everything for everything,
never give up, never never back
know that we already forget, just in time we wake up
if this love goes away, covering the hole.
Chorus 1
It does not make sense to live life like this: (bis)
with one hand forward,
with the other hand behind,
covering the hole, covering the hole. (Bis)
(Repeat chorus)
Chorus 2
It does not have, it does not make sense. (Bis)
It does not have, it does not make sense. (Bis)
Eh lole lolelolai.
Chorus 3
Covering the hole
Pregones
When one love goes away another has to come.
And of course you have to replace it.
Because manuela does not fight me.
Covering, covering, covering.
Make it, make it, make it
Madeleine, Madeleine, Madeleine,
cover it, cover it.
Cover it, cover it, cover it eh eh.
Well, as we are in modern times
It requires a good cerrucho, I wish electric
electric wish to cut, cut and cut
and of course a good hammer to nail, nail and nail,
and as if this were not enough to
cover, cover and cover
eye, do not sneak in, do not get me, eye alive.
Chorus 4
With one hand forward,
with the other hand behind,
covering the hole, covering the hole. (Bis)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)