Everyday I wake up in different room
where I feel my bones when the sun is rising,
we little sleep and badly burning the health
to reach a such godforsaken place
where I will sing again.
What will you be doing?
Everyday a concert, an essay,
a tension that I manage upon knowing
that It is my life what I give,
there is no tramps nor lies,
I am like you see that I am,
I know anymore by being a dog
than by being an old man,
but I start to miss a minute
between you and I.
I live on the road
within a bus
I live...
parking in a blues
I live...
I always look at the south,
I live...
the bus blues.Lyrics
EverY Day I wake up in different room
ReplyDeletewhere I feel my bones when the sun is rising,
we sleep LITTLE and badly, burning UP OUR health
to reach a such godforsaken place(1)
where I will sing again.
What will you be doing?
EverY Day a concert, an essay,
a tension that I manage [] knowing
that it is my life THAT I give,
there ARE no trAPs nor lies,
I am AS you see that I am,
I know More by being a dog
than by being an old man,
but I start to miss a minute
between you and ME.
I live on the road
within a bus
I live...
parking in a blues
I live...
I always look TO the south,
I live...
the bus blues.
(1) great phrase
Actually "en el quinto pino" is a way to speak about a place far away.
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