The Spanish Singer Songtext
von Socratic

You had a favorite singer
You bought his albums
For the passion you felt in his voice
He spoke in a foreign language
I don′t understand
I went deaf and cannot hear
Had yelling for many years
From fathers, sisters, cars and ca-chings

It's not my fault if you don′t hear the noise
They put chills in everyone's shoulders
What's it about us
That can′t hear this noise?


I hear the sound of feeling at home
I′m forced to forget that where I'm going
′Cause I'm going alone

You will not pay since it is free
You might see my friends but you won′t see me
Getting dumb yet getting smarter
Meeting normal, meeting stars
Feeling close and sometimes feeling far
Even a terrible golfer can sometimes reach par

It's not my fault if you don′t hear the noise
They put chills in everyone's shoulders
What's it about us
That can′t hear this noise?

I hear the sound of feeling at home
I′m forced to forget that where I'm going
′Cause I'm going alone