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Julio Iglesias
There are tears on the way
There never was a man so free
or as strong as him.
His soul made him free
his faith made him strong.
His walking was slow
and so were his words
and, homeless, crying he went away.
He would talk about
love and freedom.
Nothing
could ever keep him in place.
The path has tears
that a homeless-man has left:
Lost sorrow
that the wind took away.
Through the towns that he'd pass by
in all of them he spoke about
what hungriness teaches him
and the thirstiness that he went through.
But no one would listen
and they'd laugh at him.
and, homeless, crying he went away.
Oh, no, no, no...
I will never forget him.
He'd talk about:
Hungriness and thirstiness.
The path has tears
that a homeless-man has left:
Lost sorrow
that the wind took away.
The path has tears
that a homeless-man has left:
Lost sorrow
that the wind took away.
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