Límites - Callejeros
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Límites - Callejeros

  • Year of release: 2006
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 3:38

Below is the lyrics of the song Límites , artist - Callejeros with translation

Lyrics " Límites "

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Límites

Callejeros

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Entre canciones de duda y la calle hambrienta

Por ese limite … la vida siempre ira

Y viendo como mi cordura y locura se enfrentan sin sesar

hacia algun lado, algun dia, esta vida se inclinara …

Entre lo que te toca y lo que te dejen hacer

Por ese limite … la vida siempre ira

La boca de una mujer ajena, matarte o salir a matar …

Ser pobre, ser rico, crecer en la calle o crecer para el vicio

en el que muchos se van callendo sin caminar.

El silencio del campo .el ruido de la ciudad

no van a bastar para que encuentres todo aquello que necesitas

Hay muchos limites alla afuera

y hay otros mucho peores en lo mas ondo de tu verdad

Cuanta gila mas va a ensuciar tu alma

Helada y en llamas, tu cuerda se va a cortar

No existe ningun purgatorio .las cuentas las vas a rendir aca !

Ya no habra nada mas que tu cara y el ultimo limite para cruzar

Cuanta gila mas…

El silencio del campo .el ruido de la ciudad

no van a bastar para que encuentres todo aquello que necesitas

Hay muchos limites alla afuera

y hay otros mucho peores en lo mas ondo de tu verdad…

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Between songs of doubt and the hungry street

For that limit ... life will always go

And watching as my sanity and insanity collide endlessly

somewhere, someday, this life will lean...

Between what you get and what they let you do

For that limit ... life will always go

The mouth of someone else's woman, kill you or go out to kill...

Being poor, being rich, growing up on the street or growing up for vice

in which many fall without walking.

The silence of the countryside. The noise of the city.

they will not be enough for you to find everything you need

There are many limits out there

and there are others much worse in the depths of your truth

How much more gila is going to dirty your soul

Frozen and on fire, your rope will be cut

There is no purgatory. You will render the accounts here!

There will be nothing but your face and the last limit to cross

How much more cool...

The silence of the countryside. The noise of the city.

they will not be enough for you to find everything you need

There are many limits out there

and there are others much worse in the depths of your truth...

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