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The Seven

Lisandro Meza

El Siete

Qué misterio
Qué misterio, que tendrá
Que tendrá el número siete

Qué misterio
Qué misterio, que tendrá
Que tendrá el número siete

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Siete son, los pecados capitales
Siete son, los días de semana
Siete son, colores del arco iris
Siete son, las notas de mi guitarra

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Qué misterio
Qué misterio, papá Dios
Le pusiste al número

Qué misterio
Qué misterio, papá Dios
Le pusiste al número

Que será, que será
Que será
Será tu hora, el número de la suerte

Que será, que será
Que será
Será tu hora, el número de la suerte

Siete son, las maravillas del mundo
Siete son, las parrandas los mediano
Siete son, hijos de niña luz
Siete son, las mujeres para uno

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Siete son, los pecados capitales
Siete son, las maravillas del mundo
Siete son, las mujeres para uno
Siete son, las notas de mi guitarra

Siete son, las vidas del gato
Siete son, las plagas de Egipto
Siete son, las parejas de Noé
Siete son, señor del apocalipsis
Siete son, los mares del universo
Siete son, las palabras del sermón

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

Que será, que será
Que será, investigo
Y nadie sabe la verdad

The Seven

What a mystery
What a mystery, what will it have?
Which will have the number seven

What a mystery
What a mystery, what will it have?
That will have the number seven

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

There are seven capital sins
There are seven days of the week
There are seven colors of the rainbow
There are seven notes on my guitar

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

What a mystery
What a mystery, Father God
You put the number

What a mystery
What a mystery, Father God
You put the number

What will be, what will be
What will be
It will be your time, the lucky number

What will be, what will be
What will be
It will be your time, the lucky number

There are seven wonders of the world
There are seven, the parties are the middle ones
Seven are, children of girl light
There are seven women for one

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

There are seven capital sins
There are seven wonders of the world
There are seven women for one
There are seven notes on my guitar

Seven are the lives of the cat
There are seven plagues in Egypt
There are seven couples of Noah
Seven are, lord of the apocalypse
There are seven seas in the universe
There are seven words of the sermon

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

What will be, what will be
What will it be, I investigate
And nobody knows the truth

Escrita por: Lisandro Meza