El Piloto
Ilegales
The Pilot
New York-Paris 1927
6,000 kilometers, test flight
Took off from New York
Disappeared in the fog
An airplane flies over Manhattan
In the air there's an annoying breeze
Inside the plane there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
27 hours of flight over the sea
Easy to get lost in the Atlantic
Now flying for life or death
An airplane with a single engine
Ireland, England, the English Channel
No need to think about dead pilots
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Bendenberg there are no parachutes
From afar lights in Paris
At the airport a warm welcome
You've made it, let's toast with champagne
All that money, all that fame
Down in the Atlantic the dead pilots
No need to think about dead pilots
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
Luck Mr. Lindbergh there are no parachutes
