You have nothing to fear,
with bad weather put on a happy face,
the Constitution protects you.
justice defends you,
the police guard you,
the trade union supports you,
the system has your back
and the birds sing
and the clouds raise.
Cross your finger,
touch wood.
Don't walk underneath that ladder.
And evade the 13th
and the black cat.
Don't get up with your left foot.
And place in your pocket
wrapped in your astral chart
a rabbit's foot
in case someone breaks a mirror
or spills the salt.
And monitor your horoscope
and your biorhythm.
Don't even dare wear yellow.
And in spite of everything
life hangs before you
the "Tickets Sold Out"
remember
stepping on shit
brings good luck.
Touch wood,
knock on wood.
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
You have nothing to fear…
Lighten up your hearts…
You have nothing to fear
but they are nothing more than certain precautions.
Cross your finger,
touch wood.
Don't walk underneath that ladder.
And evade the 13th
and the black cat.
Don't get up with your left foot.
Even referees and judges
take a break.
With your olive and dove
walk across the tightrope
between love and death.
And monitor your horoscope
and your biorhythm.
Don't even dare wear yellow.
And in spite of everything
life hangs before you
the "Tickets Sold Out"
remember
stepping on shit
brings good luck.
Touch wood,
knock on wood.
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.
Gird your loins,
take a deep breath,
swallow saliva,
get ready,
and open the door,
go to the street,
gross your fingers,
touch wood.
Touch wood,
knock on wood.
Cross your fingers,
touch wood.