El Extraño de Pelo Largo
La Joven Guardia
The Long-Haired Stranger
Wandering through the street
Watching people pass by (people pass by)
The long-haired stranger
Goes carefree
There's fire in his gaze
And a bit of dissatisfaction (dissatisfaction)
For a woman he always wanted
And could never love, never, never
It's useless to try to understand
Or interpret perhaps his actions
He is a strange king
A king of long hair
There's fire in his gaze
And a bit of dissatisfaction (dissatisfaction)
For a woman he always wanted
And could never love, never, never
It's useless to try to understand
Or interpret perhaps his actions
He is a strange king
A king of long hair
Wandering through the streets
Watching people pass by (people pass by)
The long-haired stranger
The long-haired stranger
The long-haired stranger
Goes carefree
