El señor Juan Sebastián
Cuarteto Zupay
Mr. Juan Sebastian
It's not angels singing
It's not birds or the sea
It's a man full of sky
Mr. Juan Sebastian
Many winters ago
Whining in German
He was born among eighth notes and quarter notes
Mr. Juan Sebastian
He was little and the songs
His dad taught him
He repeated them forever
Mr. Juan Sebastian
He was chubby and with a wig
Essential as bread
And often grumpy
Mr. Juan Sebastian
Dreaming in organ and in key
To his angelic country
He took princes and poor people
Mr. Juan Sebastian
He's telling us a story
That will never end
God dictated the plot
To Mr. Juan Sebastian
