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Before Malcom and King, before Lennon
In Kansas City the star emerged
He did not want to give up
His short life was
A cry of passion
He He did the same, you see without fear
Subtle, implacable, and cruel, so tender
He could not assimilate
His condition of being
A black man in school ©n
And a voice was heard
Saxophone lament
At the beating of a heart
That soon stopped walking
A sunset
March, in New York
A thunder broke the light
And Charlie went to God
Pour him a drink and he will play Better
His children deny, he was their salvation
If like Moses, he marked where to go
He never found out ³
And a voice was heard
Saxophone lament
A beat of a heart
That soon stopped walking
A sunset< br/>March, in New York
A thunder broke the light
And Charlie went to God
Sometime, you will make it, you will make it
Communicate with him, he is there, you can feel him
Sonó, his best song, is ââ¬~Lover man'
Lost in the time, playing with Mozart