At the corner of the Moun

There was a clown walking behind the crowd 

He silently walked throu the ground 

He lost his fancy face 

His red nose, his colored wig, all turned pale 

while Pagglaccio worn a dark suit and a Black crown 

he pointed the Whistle with his stick 

and said to the clown wait for me til the howl 

somewhere the lovesick will think 

go away if you hear those bells ring 

before they noticed that you met me somehow 

at the corner of the moun 

In a bench outside the bar was an old captain

With a long White beard that was not tame

He wanders throu the nights

And he often shouts ¿Who wants a crew for a dime?

A fleet of men who buy misfortunes and sell

Their lives for a gold coins that dwell

From the East to the whole sea

hush Black Beard sight, his disease,

and maze Oliver Twist with a wild wind

while the White whale take them down

at the corner of the moun

King Arthur went to a tabern with his book
and gamble before he got drunk

He didn’t read it too much

He bet his horse and his sword in one game

when he played blackjack with old friends

A guy asked about how does it feel

To be a heroe within a dream

He answered it’s not a big deal

it happens when you have slept

and ends when somebody wakes up you

At the corner of the moun