.En el Soho hay un café donde me escondo
Y en ParÃs perdà el amor que me tenÃa
Recostado en el sofá de mi Macondo
Solo, más que todos los buen dÃa
Yo no sé cuando olvidé que la costumbre
Es el postre en el menú de los suicidas
Escarbando no se llega hasta la cumbre
Ni t.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔