Los Prisioneros - Tren al sur (English translation #2)

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Train to the south

Seven-thirty in the morning,

my seat right next to the window,

central station, second carriage,

of the train that will take me south.

Already this old iron is going,

and my heart can't help but jump,

because they are taking me to those lands,

where I will finally be able to,

breathe inside and deeply,

pure joys from the heart, a ha ha!

And don't you dare call me poor,

just because I'm travelling like this,

can't you see that I'm content?

Can't you see that I go happily?

Two-thirty in the morning,

the smell reaches the window,

its flowers and a thousand animals, that tell me:

"Welcome to the south."

I remember my daddy,

and I no longer mind being alone here,

because this train takes me to those lands,

where I will finally be able to,

breathe inside and deeply,

pure joys from the heart (x2)

And don't you dare call me poor,

just because I'm travelling like this,

can't you see that I'm content?

Can't you see that I go happily?

Traveling in this train,

in this train headed south!

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