We have no manners We have no shame Were looking for a place to stay We take no shortcuts We need no help, in the backseat something to share We have no money, we have no job, all we have is that old black guitar We have no time, we have no songs, everybody, welcome to the show! Dancing with the dangers Screaming at the sun Sinking in the noises We have deep black eyes Playing with four jokers Losing all we have Would you come, would you come with us? We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd And all the statements fall apart, when you come we will be so far
In foreign countries, or in this land Keep on playing, we were born to run Dancing with the dangers Screaming at the sun Sinking in the noises We have deep black eyes Playing with four jokers Losing all we have Would you come, would you come with us? We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd We are the masters of the world We meet nobody, nobody till the end We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd