La Rueda Magica
Fito Páez
The Magic Wheel
A memory from Africa
A dream with the Liverpool bar
And she who always leaves
A photo of the Rolling Stones
My mom never listened to them
And I didn't start to cry
Uh, the days anywhere
Lost in an immense city
On a magic wheel
And he, the angel of loneliness
Protects, washes, and heals this evil
He won't abandon me
Our life is a bed of glass
And this life is made of glass
Our life is a bed of glass
A bed of glass for both of us
Uh, I miss that fascination
A poster and a Gibson Les Paul
That I will never forget (no)
I remember a day like today
I left home to play rock & roll
And never came back
Our life is a bed of glass
And this life is made of glass
Our life is a bed of glass
A bed of glass for both of us
You could see it like this
Only if you knew that without you I couldn't live anymore
Everyone has already left here
Everyone has already left home
To play rock & roll
All I could feel
Everything is sealed in my soul
To play rock & roll
All I could feel
Everything is sealed in my soul
To play rock & roll (yeah)
A memory from Africa
In a dream with the Liverpool bar
