La Rueda Magica
Fito Páez
The Magic Wheel
A memory from Africa
A dream with the Liverpool bar
And she always leaves
A picture of the Rolling Stones
My mom never listened to them
And I didn’t cry
Uh, the days anywhere
Lost in a massive city
On a magic wheel
And he, the angel of loneliness
Protects, cleanses, and heals this pain
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 the two of us
Uh, I miss that fascination
A poster and a Gibson Les Paul
That I’ll never forget (no)
I remember a day like today
I left home to play rock 'n' roll
And I 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 the two of us
You could see it this way
Only if you knew that I can’t live without you anymore
We all left this place
We all left home
To play rock 'n' roll
Everything I could feel
Is sealed in my soul
To play rock 'n' roll
Everything I could feel
Is sealed in my soul
To play rock 'n' roll (yeah)
A memory from Africa
In a dream with the Liverpool bar
