Текст песни Выход - Дон Педро Гомец

Don Pedro Gomez

Night
Moved to an end,
However,
But money too;
About these troubled person in the far corner,
God, how long have I been here;
It's time
In road.

He
He came up to me,
When I left the bar
With a slight smile asked to light:
& quot; What is your name, stranger? & quot;
& quot; Don Pedro Gomez & quot;

Pedro Gomez, I'm sorry -
NAMA's wrong with you along the way.

Flour - sharp banderillas
Boredom - this great mute.
Sea softly sang - bolder,
As our life is fleeting
Hence eternity.

So Pedro Gomez, I'm sorry -
NAMA's wrong with you along the way.

Howl,
Un Chien Andalou,
Howl, sing, guitar, sing.
And again, by my backpack back,
Again, I travel a cowboy;
Now or never

So Pedro Gomez, I'm sorry -
NAMA's wrong with you along the way.
Pedro Gomez, I'm sorry -
NAMA's wrong with you along the way.