Morir de Noche

In the morning I saw him almost transparent
I passed my hand over his face
And in the afternoon

I knew I wouldn't see him again
He had his heart hanging from a string
Dying at night
Dying in a car

He left on a gray afternoon
He left on a gray afternoon
It's a very good day to die
It's a very good day to die
He said

He took his guitar
He sang a song
And he left

He said words that you will never understand again
He said words that I will never understand again
Dying at night
Dying in a car

In the morning I saw him almost transparent
I passed my hand over his face
And in the afternoon

I knew I wouldn't see him again
He had his heart hanging from a string
Dying at night
Dying in a car
Dying in a car