You should see the corro by the street of the neck
imitating imitating high-flying birds flying
You should see the kids in the street putting up a fight
wavering to the sound of the beraberaboom
Thoughts painted blue and gray blue and gray,
prisoners of the night lovers of bread bread and wine wine
wine comes, wine goes
For the sailor district people come and go
from top to bottom
For the sailor district people come and go
from top to bottom goes
Here there are no flags, there is only reality
you would have to see the dinosaurs in the square
letting go of the soul
if you have no where to look and you can not find
to dance to dance
and here there is no time nor time nor trap nor cardboard
and here there is no time nor time nor trap nor cardboard
and here there is no time nor time nor trap nor cardboard
that people are loose and high.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)