Las Llaves De Raquel
Cafe Quijano
Raquel's Keys
How's life
after the failure
you used to be a king
and now just a clown
Where are your pretty girls
where are the vines
that held you
while you partied
With that artist's touch
with that mustache frayed at the edges
with your Cuban linen suit
that you passed off as Italian
Where's Rene, where's Isabel
who has Raquel's house keys
where's the janitor, what's up with him
who opens the cabaret
Where's Rene, where's Isabel
who has Raquel's house keys
where's the janitor, what's up with him
who opens the cabaret
Which of your friends
was the closest
look for him and tell me
where he's gone
How do you entertain yourself
now that you don't have
pretty dolls
with delicate smiles
When you imagined being banished
to the land of the blind where you're blind
here no one looks because no one sees
this is what's left due to your bad faith
Where's Rene, where's Isabel
who has Raquel's house keys
where's the janitor, what's up with him
who opens the cabaret
Where's Rene, where's Isabel
who has Raquel's house keys
where's the janitor, what's up with him
who opens the cabaret
Where's Rene, where's Isabel
who has Raquel's house keys
where's the janitor, what's up with him
who opens the cabaret
There's no Rene, no Isabel
no one has Raquel's keys
there's no janitor, no one knows about him
no one opens the cabaret
There's no Rene, no Isabel
no one has Raquel's keys
there's no janitor, no one knows about him
no one opens the cabaret
