DESCRIPTION:
Carlos Carrasco: música, guitarra, dulcimer.
Fernando Garcin: voz, letra, imagen.
For Kaktus. For Dorota, Russell & Robin.
Lyrics talkin' about my trip to Woodstock and the beautiful days being there.

THE CAROUSEL KITCHEN (La Cocina Carrusel)

A kettle sings
The rice boils
in the kitchen where everything happens
A look in the fridge
while the voices hug your back
like it’s nothing
in the carrousel kitchen

The cat jumps on the table
Glasses fly to lips
in the kitchen when everything happens
Some wars were lost
The innocent gesture saves you from the burn
There’s no money in the hat
The wind in the porch is on your side
(in the carrousel kitchen)

A cold breeze comes from the mountains
The boy in the grey coat plays the kazoo in the town green
When the suns comes out you’ll get back
in the red car on the road to Bearsville

Podríamos patinar, volar en skaters
Hacer el cus-cus a la Wittgenstein
Romper la hucha con Kaktus de pie
Defender el Palacio de la Moneda
Hacer bailar a Amanda y a Manuel

Looking to the sky with a bloody nose
and painted hands
we could have some fun
or we could let it pass

The band plays on the tape
The sauce is ready to fight
in the kitchen when everything happens
A canister of petrol
and an old guitar that speaks like the wrath of God
The river flows near with faraway dreams
The sea is in your eyes and stays there
in the kitchen where everything happens

the carrousel kitchen

(c) Fernando Garcin, copyright.