La Bala - Ana Tijoux
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La Bala - Ana Tijoux

Год
2014
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
181000

Below is the lyrics of the song La Bala , artist - Ana Tijoux with translation

Lyrics " La Bala "

Original text with translation

La Bala

Ana Tijoux

Оригинальный текст

La pistola lo miraba fijamente bajo

El manto brillo cromo de su veneno

Un disparo repentino

Penetró cada partícula del aire luego se cayó

Se derramó la primera gota ya por la cien (x3)

Por la cien

La muerte lo miró de forma desafiante

Con la sangre entre los dientes

Y una oscuridad reinante

La bala entre tanto suspendida fija

Bailaba una asesinato girando sobre sí misma

Se perdió de vista la vida con su pista

Mientras un joven padece ante el deseo de conquista suelo

De rodilla su beso cambia lentamente del rojo al hielo

Angelitos de papel se han perdido por babel

Quien devolverá esta piel

La madre le suplica al coronel

La muerte es un carrusel

Fúnebre en su vaivén

Un juicio fina cruel

El ángel le suplica al coronel

Su mirada quedo congelada por el súbito sonido pulsante que lo valió

Hombre desplomado desangrado sin aliento quedo pálida la vida le falló

Se derramó la primera gota ya por la cien (x3)

Por la cien

Aquel cuerpo sin vida era su hijo maría estupefacta

Cayó al piso su rostro deformado se convirtió en un grito

Quedo solo un zumbido que significa (asesino)

La hora del deceso marcaba por un beso del adiós

De la madre perdida en desconsuelo hizo llover al cielo

Lágrimas del desierto y hasta la muerte se quedo callada por respeto

Angelitos de papel se han perdido por babel

Quien devolverá esta piel

La madre le suplica al coronel

La muerte es un carrusel

Fúnebre en su vaivén

Un juicio fina cruel

El ángel le suplica al coronel

Tiros suenan,

Muertes llevan

Polvos queman

Prakapampam (x4)

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The gun stared at him low

The chrome shimmering cloak of its poison

a sudden shot

He penetrated every particle of the air then he fell

The first drop was spilled already for the hundred (x3)

for the hundred

Death looked at him defiantly

With the blood between the teeth

And a reigning darkness

The bullet meanwhile suspended fixed

She danced a murder spinning

He lost sight of life with his track

While a young man suffers before the desire to conquer soil

On her knees her kiss of his slowly changes from red to ice

Little paper angels have been lost by babel

Who will return this skin

The mother pleads with the colonel

death is a carousel

Funeral in its swing

A cruel fine judgment

The angel pleads with the colonel

Her gaze on him was frozen by the sudden pulsing sound that was worth it.

Collapsed man bled out of breath turned pale life failed him

The first drop was spilled already for the hundred (x3)

for the hundred

That lifeless body was his son, Maria stupefied

He fell to the ground his deformed face became a scream

I'm left with just a buzz that means (assassin)

The time of death was marked by a goodbye kiss

From the mother lost in grief she made the sky rain

Tears of the desert and until death she remained silent out of respect

Little paper angels have been lost by babel

Who will return this skin

The mother pleads with the colonel

death is a carousel

Funeral in its swing

A cruel fine judgment

The angel pleads with the colonel

shots sound,

deaths carry

powders burn

Prakapampam (x4)

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