Celtas Cortos republica de sanjes

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The nights on the road I follow the route to the sea
On the bus, sleep does not come to visit me
If you know the way, maybe we can get there
If I get lost in the attempt, another You have to pay for a taxi
Pay?
And the moon laughs when she sees the bus go by
She laughs so hard that everyone is going to wake up
And the moon laughs and I I want to cry
The driver goes about his business
Now he is a complete captain
In the Republic of Sanjes there is no government nor backwards
But all the controls are directed by the captain
And his bus is his treasure and he controls my destiny
He will never deviate his route even if he goes full of wine
In the Republic of Sanjes there is only crying and trembling
br/>The bunk beds are made of rubber and it smells a lot of sweat
In the Republic of Sanjes the cinema was suspended
Little country on wheels that takes me away from my love.
Captain

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