TRIBUTO A GEORGE- CUANDO MI GUITARRA LLORA

I look at you all see the love
there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how nobody told you
how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you

I look at you all I see the love
there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps