Atrapado en un derrumbe, no hay escapatoria de la realidad

Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low

Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

El viento sigue soplando, no me importa a mí, a mí

Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

Beelzebub tiene un demonio apartado para mi, para mi, para mi!

¿Entonces crees que puedes apedrearme y darme en el ojo?

¿Entonces crees que puedes amarme y dejarme morir?

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!

Is this the real life, is this just fantasy
Caught in a landside, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because Im easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows
Doesnt really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didnt mean to make you cry
If Im not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, cos it doesnt really matter
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let met go
Bismillah, no, we will not let you go (let him go)
Bismillah, we will not let you go (let him go)
Bismillah, we will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go, let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spin my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby, can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows

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