El loco
Ecos Del Rocio
The Madman
In my street lives a madman
Who has taken to say
Who has taken to say
The time left is short
And I have to live it
If that's why I'm crazy
That's sane for you
He was my friend from school
He wanted to conquer the world
And the world made him happy
Now he's in the cemetery
And they won't let him out
That keeps me awake at night
God, let me live
I'll have plenty of time
When they let me in there
To be always sleeping
Life is a cart
And the world is a track
And the world is a track
Bad luck is a stone
That doesn't let you move on
Life is a short legend
Of those who run to die
Don't dwell on it, my friend
There's no wealth or fortune
There's no more capital
Than the time a person lives
And a true mother
That keeps me awake at night
God, let me live
I'll have plenty of time
When they let me in there
To be always sleeping
A child is a blank book
A line yet to be written
A line yet to be written
Some write it with tears
And the fire of an about-to-die
Some have many years
And don't deserve to live
The richest is not the one who has the most
Some are dragged down by their possessions
To a deep discontent
While others have nothing
Live content and happy
That keeps me awake at night
God, let me live
I'll have plenty of time
When they let me in there
To be always sleeping
Man is a passing bird
Who doesn't know where he's going
Who doesn't know where he's going
He conquers the sea and the land
He's the only animal
Who seeks the same stone
To stumble upon again
He was my friend from school
He wanted to conquer the world
And the world made him happy
Now he's in the cemetery
And they won't let him out
That keeps me awake at night
God, let me live
I'll have plenty of time
When they let me in there
To be always sleeping
