Charly
Joan Sebastian
Charly
On the southern side of the city
Where the moon is unfaithful
Charly goes at high speed
Supplies pizzas for a motel
The scooter
That seems like an extension of it
Go, like an arrow
That nocturnal steed
In that direction of the city
A business has gone wrong
The shooting began
How did you get across there, kid?
The scooter
The steed rolled on the ground
The T-shirt
He did not shield his heart
The sirens sound
That night has a story of more
He lived on tips, on a small salary
And a great dream, today, fleeting
On the southern side of the city
Today, Charly is going to be buried
The newscast commented
They couldn't catch them!
Pretty girl
The one who cries for the boy
Why Charly? Why
If he didn't hurt anyone?
The sirens sound
That night has a story of more
He lived on tips, on a small salary
And a dream, today, fleeting
The sirens sound
That night has a story of more
He lived on tips, on a small salary
Of a great dream, and nothing more