The world was in great depression,
the custody for your kids was in session.
There was too much buzz around,
all I wanted to hear your voice your sound.
I wish tu hadn't gone,
all tu had to do was sing one más song.
I'm escritura this to you.
your death has made me blue.
Why did tu pass on June 25, 2009?
"This is it" last concierto then tu had to resign.
On my continuation my friend
told me tu had passed tu were dead.
God decided he needed you,
I respected the things tu used to do.
Your songs were good, great,
to me and the música world tu were a saint.
jesús decided he wanted tu my friend,
tu and I know that your música is not at an end.
The world kept talking about him,
the planet and the sun now seemed a little less bright, dim.
Goodbye tu were a story, a light,
see tu later and when I see you, tu will be a sight.