Irregular
Mientras la ciudad calla
O prosigue
Aún en el corazón de la urbe
Se escucha el clamor de un grito de inocencia
Pues no hay nada ni nadie
Que comprenda
Y entre los telones de esta farsa
Se sacude ansioso
El misterio eterno
De aquellas mismas venas
Sangraba Dios
Dios y su troupe
Su cabeza cayó de rodillas
Y su vientre rodó
Por entre el tráfico
Que es irregular
O prosigue
Aún en el corazón de la urbe
Se escucha el clamor de un grito de inocencia
Pues no hay nada ni nadie
Que comprenda
Y entre los telones de esta farsa
Se sacude ansioso
El misterio eterno
De aquellas mismas venas
Sangraba Dios
Dios y su troupe
Su cabeza cayó de rodillas
Y su vientre rodó
Por entre el tráfico
Que es irregular
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Alberto Spinetta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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