Miguel - La Fuga

Miguel duerme en la calle Juan xxiii

Por la tarde lo ver?

S tocando en la principal

Su guitarra, siempre fiel, duerme junto a?

L Lo que saca, para comer y para beber

Canta un coraz?

N que est?

Cansado de vivir

Siempre fuera de control

Busca una ilusi?

N que le vuelva hacer re?

Are

S?

Lo tiene una canci?

N Si hace fr?

O abr?

Gate con cartones

Y la piel ya arrugada

Sabe que es el precio de nacer

Tan lejos del dinero, tan lejos del poder,

Ayer Miguel se fue:

A su entierro no fue ning?

N rey,

Nadie llor?

Por?

L Su guitarra se call?, pero su voz,

A?

N la puedo o?

Are por la calle mayor

Miguel sleeps on Juan xxiii street

In the afternoon see him?

S playing on the main

His guitar of him, always faithful, sleeps next to?

L What he takes out, to eat and to drink

Sing a heart?

What is it?

Tired of living

always out of control

Looking for an illusion?

N what do you do re?

Are

Yes?

What has a song?

N If he does fr?

or abr?

gate with cardboard

And the already wrinkled skin

You know what the price of being born is

So far from money, so far from power,

Yesterday Miguel left:

At his funeral he was not ning?

n king,

Nobody cried?

For?

L His guitar was silent?, but his voice,

A?

I can't or?

Are down the main street