Boots And Cats
Along the path that we keep walking,
Three roadies and two homies,
The boots and cats are overloaded.
And there’s a beat that keeps me rockin’,
A box that keep me rollin’,
A lucky boy that can’t control it…
Da da da da da….
Along the track that keeps me walking,
The beer that keeps me talking,
The candle lights remain unspoken.
Down by the way hotel
We dance to flamenco all the night,
Won’t you let me have a bite..?
Da da da da da…
Under the storm I sit and I wonder,
How much more will it thunder,
My boots and cats are overfloating.
Y con un tinto de verano,
Sol y guitarra en mano,
We dream under the moonlight shadow..
Da da da da da….
Toda esta historia es real,
Quién lo pudiera imaginar,
Que un gato un día unas botas pudo calzar,
Y si los cuentos son verdad,
Son nuestra propia realidad,
Mi viaje aquí debe empezar…