El Kitapena
Manu Chao
The Book of Pain
(Oh freedom!)
Living without you is like living dying
Living like this, I don't recommend it
And so, I keep insisting like this
Living without you is like dying wanting
Singing for you, there are a thousand requests
A thousand surrenders unconditionally
Living without you is such disappointments!
(Oh freedom!)
Living without you is like living dying
Living like this, I don't recommend it
And so, I keep insisting like this
Living without you is like dying wanting
Singing for you is like driving a thorn into me
Living without you is my drug ruin
Singing for you is my Book of Pain!
(Oh freedom!)
Singing for you is like driving a thorn into me
Living without you is my drug ruin
Singing for you is my Book of Pain!
(Oh freedom!)
Singing for you is my Book of Pain! (x3)
