La Leyenda De La Ciudad Sin Nombre

La Leyenda de la Ciudad Sin Nombre (Theme) - Orquesta Lírica Barcelona

I was born

Under a wandering star

I was born

Under a wandering star

Wheels are made for rolling

Mules are made to pack

I've never seen a sight

That didn't look better looking back

I was born

Under a wandering star

Mud can make you prisoner

And the plains can bake you dry

Snow can burn your eyes

But only people make you cry

Home is made for coming from

For

Dreams of going to

Which with any luck will never come true

I was born

Under a wandering star

I was born

Under a wandering star

Do I know where hell is

Hell is in hello

Heaven is goodbye

Forever it's time for me to go

I was born

Under a wandering star

A wandering wandering star

Mud can make you prisoner

And the plains can make you dry

Snow can burn your eyes

But only people make you cry

Home is made for coming from

For

Dreams of going true

Which with any luck will never come true

I was born

Under a wandering star

I wandering wandering star