Yesterday I put play to the moon
And it was that Miguel's song sounded
That spoke of a cradle flash
What went on? in the heart of honey.
And I stumbled upon the return of the verse
To such a watchmaker heart
That tapped in an arrhythmia without equal.
And so I tell you, there was a very lonely wolf
On the sidewalks of the cruel metropolis
But as we come from a neighborhood
Northwest of the Pacific was
That I do not take in leaving the connect
Of the guitar and the bottle
The nocturnal cascarita and that one comes
With that mut to sing
Electrifying the scream in the neck
Time that spills lithium and drops of sin
With the beats in full
Untangling the myth rhythm
There is a mut of mind
That appears between the teeth of that wey.
Here there is nothing praise
But a major pollutant
And depors? I am soliloquy
Ace? I do not need much heat.
To get the flovi afloat
Match that sneaks
That is jumping between the doors of the taxi.
And so? I tell you that I saw it does not start you way
Since every day we walk in the
And as a dose that we come in the same racibo
Which in regards makes me sing the paper.
And as your watercolor looks
I tell you that although from now
You have someone who sings to you
He is a colonel.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)