Pesa [English translation]

I am a dress for you,

Put your skin on mine.

How much crying you need!

Golden tears don’t make you a king.

Being master of every pleasure

Is the medicine that heals you.

Come into this love just for one night.

Look at your destiny into these eyes of mine.

We are those who walk

And never rest,

Nails of a wind nailed

On your step.

Come into this love just for one night.

Look at your destiny into these eyes of mine.

Sons of Spain, entrails that suck the air of Maghreb.

Beggars, more beautiful than fairies, at your gate.

Raise a song for me,

Move your step on mine.

Sing, your hips are painting

Sounds and colours

With your hands and feet.

Thrills that don’t miss anything,

My senses are running unbridled.

Raise, my heart, and don’t stop, hey!

Play music, because this time never passes.

Because the desire is son,

It arises from your lips

And we are the gorgeous sound,

Masters of music.

On the wagons there are sheets,

Smells of Asturias,

Hairs dyed with henna

And African eyes.

Sons of Spain, entrails that suck the air of Maghreb.

Beggars, more beautiful than fairies, at your gate.

The night comes in the darkness

The star is shining like us

Hold me in your hand, it will soon

Morning and love will run away.

• Artist:Elena Ledda