Getting up is an obligation
Behind the number zero the light has already gone out for us
Beyond the first of January
And with our eyes fixed back
You'll see yourself in a mirror with your future behind
And right now they're sleeping in their drawer
Every kiss, every flower, every song!
That announce that there's
That makes you laugh at the witch Avería
Like the onion makes you cry
Under the right light everything is better
What makes the desert beautiful
Is that it keeps water inside
Think of how far the moon was
And how impossible to get there
And now with a simple ladder
Anyone can go to sleep
And right now they're sleeping in their drawer
Every kiss, every flower, every song!
That announce that there's
That makes you laugh at the witch Avería
Like the onion makes you cry
That announce that there's
That makes you laugh at the witch Avería
Like the onion makes you cry!