tu pie la acaricia Y la cuculi se rie y la ventana se agita cuando por esa vereda tu fina estampa, pasea. Fina estampa, caballero caballero de fina estampa
Il y a dans l'air que l'on respire Comme une odeur comme un malaise Tous les rats s'appretent a partir Ne vois-tu rien de ta falaise Il y a dans les studios
Agazapado entre las sombras busca el momento ideal La estampida es imminente, salva tu vida es fundamental Eh no, basta ya, ven unamonos Eh no, basta
Il est temps de suivre la route des Boys Band avant que notre arc debande ! Il est temps de plomber le reggae ici bas faire d'la musique populaire qui
You stay away from people made from plastic in a mold And keep your stamped ideas inside your head untold Because I, I, baby, am protecting you against
Una veredita alegre con luz de luna y de sol, tendida como una cinta con sus lados de arrebol. Arrebol de los geranios y sonrisas con rubor, arrebol
Wondering outside Where do you go? With your eyes in sight Who do you see? You're in my life How do you feel? But you don't know
We gotta get that something, That little bit of anything, Anyway, Gotta do it for the dough, Gotta go, 'cause money makes you smile, Don't ya know Those
I know my enemy And I can't forget his name Distant memories of a man That just couldn't change And though I've tried to set aside I still carry them
It's just the good old boy in me I got my friends, I got the recipe for one hell of a life I got my girl, got my family Got my booze and that's all I
I've got a hole in my heart and I made it just for you I've got something up my sleeve I wanna show you It's my life's work of tragedy and turbulence
You can't fight it, no you gotta feed it to the fire Hold your feet to the flames You got it burning, stinging for the reason After burning like a jet
Yeah You see I left my soul by the side of the road Somewhere down in Texas where the man is disposed Said, boy you better find here 'cause you're just
Don't give a damn about promise or a diamond ring She's not built for comfort, she's built for speed She got a chip on her shoulder, devious little thing
Pain and grief, Keep us suffering Send the poor to war, Send the rich up to their suite Stranglehold, Hope unbeknown to me A sentence for the feeble and
I was told that life is beautiful Well, I'm not looking through those eyes Wished upon a star and watched it fall away Well, that's just one more thing
You wanna understand this But you don't know me Except for what I've told ya Except for what I've shown ya Well, I'll crush all crisis in my life And