LYRIC

En aquel mismo lugar
Una sombra vio pasar
Que ya no no pudo alcanzar
Su pedestal

Una voz tras la pared
Le recuerda mucho a ti
Tan solo una dosis demas
Su pedestal.

Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser un dios
Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser rey de la cancion.

Volando entre nubes
Acaricio la luna al pasar
Saltando de estrella en estrella
Cuenta no dio
Que era neon aquel tanto resplandor

Paranoia general
Habla de un tiempo letal
Su guitarra amante fiel
Su pedestal

Agotado, tanto andar
Muchas puertas a llamar
No se fijo no una señal
Su pedestal

Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser un dios
Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser rey de la cancion.

Volando entre nubes
Acaricio la luna al pasar
Saltando de estrella en estrella
Cuenta no dio
Que era neon aquel tanto resplandor.

Sin tener que ofrecer
Ve que no puede volver
Busca sitio en un lugar
Su pedestal

Al oscurecer el dia
Tapado por un carton
Lagrimas en el corazon
Su pedestal

Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser un dios
Quiso ser un autor
Quiso ser rey de la cancion.

Volando entre nubes
Acaricio la luna al pasar
Saltando de estrella en estrella
Cuenta no dio
Que era neon aquel tanto resplandor

Traduccion
The cantautor

In that same place
A shadow saw pass
That he could not reach
Your pedestal

A voice behind the wall
It reminds you very much of you
Just one dose
Your pedestal

He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be a god
He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be king of the song.

Flying between clouds
I stroke the moon when passing
Jumping from star to star
Account did not give
That neon was that much glow

General Paranoia
Talk about a lethal time
Your faithful lover guitar
Your pedestal

Exhausted, so much walking
Many doors to call
No signal was not fixed
Your pedestal

He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be a god
He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be king of the song.

Flying between clouds
I stroke the moon when passing
Jumping from star to star
Account did not give
That neon was so bright.

Without having to offer
See that you can not go back
Search site in a place
Your pedestal

At dusk the day
Caped by a cardboard
Tears in the heart
Your pedestal

He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be a god
He wanted to be an author
He wanted to be king of the song.

Flying between clouds
I stroke the moon when passing
Jumping from star to star
Account did not give
That neon was so bright.

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