I believe that the gringos stuck the Gripa to me
 I do not stop toser and I sneeze tambin Dicen
 that in the sea the life is ms Flavorful I create
 tambin because pas very Well And him pregunt
 Qu cul was its name And me contest Breeze of
My loves CHOIR Aaaahhhhhh Oooooooohhh Me 
The passage in the quarter seeing the Mundialito
 They bring to me to eat and they miman tambin
 to me and follows this gripa, it scrapes to me and
 not Exempt And I already am satiated then I cannot
 speak to me Well And we played small heads I do not
 want to escape CHOIR Breeze na na na na Breeze
 ooh uh ooh Breeze na na na na Please ooh uh ooh