Riding On The Equator
The way you threw yourself at the waiter
could tell by the look on his face
he thought you were mad
you went off riding on the equator
I tell you that waiter sure was glad
You sold your story to the newspaper
and went round the world in a caravan
you made lots of people very unhappy
and turned yourself into a wanted man
Then you said that the world was something to behold
not to be bought or to be sold
it was something that you could hold
You've got something special it's a secret
you're in transit a nomad
you left that girl in Panama City
I said it was the best woman you ever had
You called me up from where you were living
said you had some more stories you wanted to tell
about how you always spent your life
in some kind of prison
I said those true stories are the hardest to sell
Cabalgando en el Ecuador
La forma en que te lanzaste sobre el camarero
podía verse por la expresión en su rostro
que pensaba que estabas loco
te fuiste cabalgando en el Ecuador
te digo que ese camarero seguro que estaba contento
Vendiste tu historia al periódico
y diste la vuelta al mundo en una caravana
hiciste que mucha gente estuviera muy infeliz
y te convertiste en un hombre buscado
Luego dijiste que el mundo era algo para contemplar
no para ser comprado o vendido
era algo que podías sostener
Tienes algo especial, es un secreto
estás en tránsito, un nómada
dejaste a esa chica en la Ciudad de Panamá
dije que era la mejor mujer que habías tenido
Me llamaste desde donde estabas viviendo
dijiste que tenías más historias que querías contar
sobre cómo siempre pasaste tu vida
en algún tipo de prisión
dije que esas historias verdaderas son las más difíciles de vender