Lyrics to Papa Legba
You'll be, hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, magnet for money
You'll be, mm-mm-mm-mm, magnet for love
You'll feel, hmm, light in your body
Now I'm gonna say, gonna say these words:
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
It might hmm-mmm-mm-mm, it might rain money
It might hm-hi-hi-hi, it might rain fire
Now I'm gonna call, gonna call on Legba.
Get yourself a sign, Get your love and desire.
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
There is a queen, of six sevens and nines
Dust in your garden, poison in your mind
There is a king, that will steal your soul
Don't let him catch you, don't let him get control.
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
You'll be, mm-mm-mm-mm, magnet for love
You'll feel, hmm, light in your body
Now I'm gonna say, gonna say these words:
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
It might hmm-mmm-mm-mm, it might rain money
It might hm-hi-hi-hi, it might rain fire
Now I'm gonna call, gonna call on Legba.
Get yourself a sign, Get your love and desire.
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
There is a queen, of six sevens and nines
Dust in your garden, poison in your mind
There is a king, that will steal your soul
Don't let him catch you, don't let him get control.
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
Songwriters: BYRNE, DAVID
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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