every drop of rain will be a needle it's easy, it's free the moon, headless, up there coffee years, long leg lies just when the wind opens its hands and salutes our headless crowd there we went, we saw each other from afar as in a dream stepping on the hot sand of a cloud arching our eyebrows nothing costs less than a smile, I guess That's why they sell it as if it was gold or fresh air It doesn't have to have something in it to be full as a lover´s kiss eyes that make silence, yes they only know how to tell what number is before nothing And it's not true either it doesn´t matter let's not forget, the tide will carry us it costs less than a smile arching our eyebrows .... cada gota de lluvia será una aguja es fácil, es gratis la luna, sin cabeza, allí arriba años de café, mentiras de piernas largas justo cuando el viento abre las manos y saluda a nuestra multitud sin cabe...
