Morir de Noche
El Haragán y Cía
Dying at Night
In the morning I saw him almost transparent
I passed my hand over his face
And in the afternoon
I knew I wouldn't see him again
He had his heart hanging from a string
Dying at night
Dying in a car
He left on a gray afternoon
He left on a gray afternoon
It's a very good day to die
It's a very good day to die
He said
He took his guitar
He sang a song
And he left
He said words that you will never understand again
He said words that I will never understand again
Dying at night
Dying in a car
In the morning I saw him almost transparent
I passed my hand over his face
And in the afternoon
I knew I wouldn't see him again
He had his heart hanging from a string
Dying at night
Dying in a car
Dying in a car
