Pirata del estrecho (con muchachito bombo infierno y la excepción)

This is the song of a train journey
a high-level expedition, I lost my destination
on the way, I gained my faith, I met Manué,
a Rastafarian from Jeré.
A very discreet countryman who doesn't lack books or paper,
when hunger strikes, he paints everything he wants to eat
he wanders the corners of Tarifa, the wind there warms him up,
it drives him crazy even to the heart.
Ole my Manué, nobody sings like him
how he likes to give the answer unintentionally,
draw your dream in the air, papulie mamarsó
singing his prayer, he has a map on his feet,
watch when he doubts about life,
everything that starts always ends well.
And people tell Manué to walk straight ahead,
look for him no matter where he is, he never sleeps under a roof.
He taught me the strength and power,
of the art of winning a pulse against time,
strait pirate.
Heading for the ditch one morning they wanted to take him,
with the smoke from his pipe he drew a path to escape,
a pedestrian crossing in the clouds and so Manué could fly
without an ID card,
no one can catch him,
because his wise soul never touches the ground,
everything that starts always ends well.
In a little canoe if needed he crosses it.
Let's go, the red chalekino
the half-rusty necklace and the cut ankle
and very deadly metal, that Uncle Manué spends on me
we spent four days from Panben to Jerez
searching, searching for him.
On my lip my joint through the street
and there I finally saw him, we had a feast
of chicken fillets breaded with sawdust.
Abthony Quin and the man from Boston
refresh themselves with peppermint giving it from Boston
and they exaggerate like a patriarch, a boat without oars
and with the faith gained that not even in the fields of Granada,
banished she felt and saw tomorrow
clear water, dry eye, for this poor man who from
afar, no longer wins a pulse
clean soul, dirty Rasta, dog time
leek soup.
strait pirate
the path is already made
strait pirate
jaididei of cockle
strait pirate
never sleeps under a roof
strait pirate
smoking breaks his chest
garrap patero.