favor, manos arribaUno, dos, tres, goDame sus manosIzquierda, derecha, arriba,

night, another fightTears, we cried a floodGot all kinds

think of you, I haven't sleptI think I do,

cut me down a tree and brought it back

I look in your directionBut you pay me no

Love, I hope we get oldI hope we can find a

let's go, let's go, let's goHey-oh, you're

Put your head in my hands loveYour head in my handsPut

la, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la,

Stole a keyAnd took a car downtown where the lost boys

- hard to speak andFighting with my weak handDriven

Chris somebody, let somebody 1: Chris had

yeah!)Could you, could you come back?Come back together?Put yourself

When she was just a girlShe expected the worldBut it flew

la la, la la)No matter what it isYou flyNo matter

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

and meWe'll go down in historyThe greatest story everOne

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

Bono: Mother, motherThere's too many of you cryingChris: Brother, brother, brotherThere's

Chris Martin, Max I just couldn't have, I haven't