Tolito has a die and a pigeon,
a cough and a glass full of wine,
and some clothes with dust from the roads,
roads that never took to Rome.
Magician of the decks and the smile,
wandering juggler of the squares,
heart that comes out of his shirt,
walking boots without hurry or midsole.
Start the function, pay attention,
The circus fits in a vag? n seat.
Start the function, pay attention,
second ticket, next station.
Unless for the soul and for the mane,
of its neighbors could not be distinguished?
His job is to twist his neck to the pain
and open a window to the fantasy.
To sleep soundly enough is enough
with having for wine, bread and tobacco.
The same raffle you a comb that throws the cards
and take out the king of clubs from your armpit.
If you want to see it, come, look at the and? N,
Tolito is always there getting off some train.
If you want to see it, come, look at the and? N,
Tolito is always there climbing to the first train.
Each time two walkers show up,
his adventures and his quarrels are told,
they hang a question on the night
and they reach the bottom of the bottles.
Then, between four walls and two bare
mattresses, rescued from misery,
the tricks and secrets are exchanged
of the art of going from fair to fair.
Put us two more glasses before closing,
to die must be to stop walking.
Put two more glasses before closing,
Today I drink to your health, tomorrow God will say?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)