La Canción Más Hermosa Del Mundo

I had a button without a buttonhole, a silkworm
Half a pair of clown shoes and a soul in a pawn shop
A Spanish Olivetti with cavities, a train running late
An Atleti membership card, a face like a glass bottom

I got rid of the hundred fools, the business story
Teaching at a swan song academy
With Simon of Cyrene, I toured Mount Calvary
What would you do if Adelita left with a cop?

Facing a lack of hope, I lowered my flag
If I lose sight of me, wait for me on the waiting list
I inherited a bottle of rum from a dying bum
I forgot the lesson after coming out of a deep coma

I could never sing in one go
The song of the sea slugs, of the lightning in the vein
Of tears to cry when it's worth it
Of the pregnant page in the belly of a globetrotter notebook
Of the ink drop in the anthem of the irate
I wanted to write the most beautiful song in the world