2003 ~ Jarabe De Palo - Bonito

Bonita la gente que es diferente

Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful morning,
Beatiful place,
Beatiful bed,
How the sea looks so good,
Beautiful is the day
And the beautiful life is just starting.
Breath, breath, breath.
The phone rings, my buddy complains,
Things go bad, life is weighing him down,
To live like this doesn't interest him anymore,
To live like this this isn't worth the pain.
Love was lost, the party was over,
And the earth's engine stopped.
Life is a joke with a sad ending,
The future doesn't exist, but I say to him
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful peace, beautiful life,
Beautiful to be reborn each day,
Beautiful is truth, when it doesn't sound like a lie,
Beautiful friendship, beautiful laugh,
Beautiful are quality people,
Beautiful are people when they don't regret,
Who win, that lose, that speak and don't lie,
Beautiful are people, and because of that I say,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
La sea, the morning, the house, the samba,
The earth, the peace, and the life that's happening,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Your bed, your salsa, the spot on your back,
Your face, your desires, the weekend.
Beautiful are people who come and go,
Beautiful are people who let themselves go,
Beautiful are people who have no age,
Who listen, who understand, who have and who give.
Beautiful Portel, beautiful Peret,
Beautiful rumba, beautiful José,
Beautiful breeze that's in no hurry,
Beautiful this day, breath, breath
Beautiful are people when they are truthful,
Beautiful are people who are different,
Who shake, who feel,
Who live in the present
Beautiful are people that once were and now aren't,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
How beautiful things are for you.

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