KING MJ

KING MJ

Like the sound of raindrops on a dark afternoon, falling on my cabin.

Nice, soft and expected

warm song in the voice of the rain and the cabin.

That's how your voice was, so clear, so in tune.

A nightingale heard your voice, imitated you and sang a song.

Dance and its definition, with rhythm and passion.

The dance was defined when your feet found them.

Thousands imitate you, they try to be and look like that giant who was MJ.

Not only men but also animals dance your dances today.

Sea lions, also sifakas dance and dance when they listen to your songs.

Chitlin, and the big boy were two steps in your beginnings.

And later when you grew into a star you became

And despite your misfortunes and your moments of darkness

You gave the world a vision of the infinite and heavenly.

Whoever compares you does not understand anything about rhythm, dance or song.

They are scholars in their opinion if they compare you anywhere

With any rooster whatever it may be.

You are the king of song, dance and rhythm.