Translated: Bacilos

More than any other time of the year, summer makes me crave Latin music. Something about the sunshine and the warm weather just gladdens my heart and heightens the liveliness of a good beat, making a bittersweet song like "Tabaco y Chanel" a little sweeter, a little less bitter. I hope you enjoy it too!

Tabaco y Chanel ("Tobacco and Chanel")

A scent of tobacco and Chanel
reminds me of the scent of her skin
A mixture of honey and coffee
reminds me of the taste of her kisses
The colour of the end of the night
makes me wonder when it ended
Where are you
This will only live once
When did you stop
Where are you

A scent of tobacco and Chanel
A mixture of honey and coffee
they ask me for her
they ask me for her
They ask me also, the stars
They demand I return for her
Ay, return for her how
Ay, return for her how
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, anything
Don't go, don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, anything, anything

A rose that didn't blossom
But that time doesn't wither
A flower promised, a love that wasn't
but continues living
And again the colour of the end of the end of the night
makes me wonder when it ended
This will only live once
When did you stop, where are you

A scent of tobacco and Chanel
A mixture of honey and coffee
they ask me for her
they ask me for her
They ask me also, the stars
They demand I return for her
Ay, return for her how
Ay, return for her how

But if they were the same stars that one day
will mark my hands
will remove the flower, this flower of my life
of my life

A scent of tobacco and Chanel
A mixture of honey and coffee
they ask me for her
they ask me for her
They ask me also, the stars
They demand I return for her
Ay, return for her how
Ay, return for her how
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, anything
Don't go, don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, don't go
Don't forget, anything, anything