Idioma Origen:
We passed upon the stair
He spoke in was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as surprise
I spoke into his eyes
"I thought you died alone
A long long time ago"
"Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world"
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched a foreign land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions there
I must have died alone
A long long time ago
Who knows, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
Who knows, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
Idioma Destino:
We passed upon the stair
He spoke in was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as surprise
I spoke into his eyes
"I thought you died alone
A long long time ago"
"Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world"
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched a foreign land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions there
I must have died alone
A long long time ago
Who knows, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
Who knows, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world