Spring is the time for fairs here in Andalucia, and kicking off the

"It might seem crazy what I’m ’bout to say
Sunshine, she’s here, you can take a break."

(Let's face it—those words could have been written with Andalucía in mind.)

"I’m a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don’t care, baby, by the way."

Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof.

Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth.