Слова:
Los Lobos By The Light Of The Moon

: ?Que hare lejos de ti prenda del alma? ?Sin verte, sin oirte y sin hablarte? A cada instante intentare de ti acordarme ?Como quitar la esencia de

: My Baby's Gone She's gone away from me My Baby's Gone She's gone away from me Living doesn't matter now She's going to set me free Most people say

goodbyes Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon Here on a river of fools Here on a river of fools A trio of angels holding candles of light Guide

to know about the rules that men make For what honor and for who's sake Don't know about this mess we're in The smoke is clearing and we see a light

playing ball in a parking lot A preacher, a teacher, and the other became a cop A car skidded into the rain Making the last little one a saint One more light

Who's feeling sorry now? Just when I thought I knew how The man with the master plan I let it all slip through my hands Why did you turn on me? I'm

playing ball in a parking lot A preacher, a teacher, and the other became a cop A car skidded into the rain Making the last little one a saint One more light

goodbyes Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon Here on a river of fools Here on a river of fools A trio of angels holding candles of light Guide

It gets all up inside the trees And shakes the leaves all night They shake up through the mountains They shake up to the sky They shake up to the moon