Well, this is already here. Finally came in January, and the always comes hand in hand in February, also called "febrerillo the crazy." Today we are just a month to start the COAC 2011. Just a month before finally opens and velvety red curtain of the Temple of bricks coloraos. That refine the throats and hearts burst into a thousand pieces to the beat of the chorus. The nights are more nights and early mornings awake, regain their sense and their whys. Laughter that flooded the halls of our homes or dormitories with the verses of good jokes, or parodies of the best quartets. That bristle is the beautiful with the lyrics of the extras. That will flood the soul with the strains of a tanguillo. And to live and feel the atmosphere of the stalls, the boxes and not the chicken coop as the Grand Theatre of Dreams ...
And this January, we will long for many of us. But it will, as they pass the cold and rain. And again we'll be back with you, Cádiz. One more year. At the bottom of the barrel. And while this magical night of January 5, more than a kick us out carbon Magi, I know that I will use ... to throw it to the boiler ... to burn the lies ... and to target, as always, did your carnival ...
Right now we Cádiz ... only one month left ... It is here !!....
1997 - El Vapor - Presentation
We're here again, darling soldiering
With shovels and with hammers and with a face like a firebrand.
Oh yes, yes, no, no,
That is, to be steam.
Each year is worse thing of the carnival,
Virgin, by your mare help me not to derail.
That trocotrón that tracatrán,
That steam, the steam is gone.
Whichever way that I do not know who has your life
That and I swear it's clavaita rejuro, key to mine.
alas, does not live!, Now the saying goes:
who sings frightens his evil
Vamos "compare" to work.
The rail, is pulling me towards you,
The car, inside my heart is.
Again the choruses train
just come girl at the station.
freedom Steam, vapor, one more year,
Vapor heaven will give you kisses pa fireman.
Steam, sea foam, steam which is pretty
spite of your iron oxide.
Pa reach the cup, there is only one way
If you want to go to glory come with me, come with me.
Slowly, slowly, is regarded as steam,
girl clears the way we have to throw coal
Slowly, slowly, co go to nougat,
A Cai Cai do not call, they call it shrine
Because employers is the poets of miracles.
Thinking of your face I spend hours toit,
ground There's doors
sounding the locomotive.
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