Perlas ensangrentadas - Fangoria

La interrogué en el camerino sobre la muerte de Renee

Me contestó con evasivas no sé, no sé, no sé, no sé

Vámonos me dijo tengo que hablarte de unas

Perlas ensangrentadas, flores pisoteadas

Perlas ensangrentadas, flores pisoteadas

Renee fue solo un instrumento una fachada nada más

A mi me llegará el momento me dijo con tranquilidad

Vámonos me dijo tengo que hablarte de unas

Perlas ensangrentadas, flores pisoteadas

Perlas ensangrentadas, flores pisoteadas

La acompañé hasta su casa, nos despedimos sin hablar

Aquella fue la última noche, tres tiros la hicieron callar

Recordé su frase, aquella historia sobre perlas ensangrentadas

Flores pisoteadas

Cuando la interrogué en el camerino me contestó con evasivas

Sobre la muerte de Renee

Me dijo vámonos y empezo a hablarme sobre una historia

Sobre perlas ensangrentadas y flores pisoteadas, así

Descubri que Renee fue solo un instrumento una fachada

Y aunque ella estaba tranquila sabia que llegaria su momento

Fuimos hasta su casa, nos despedimos sin hablar

Aquella fue la última noche, aunque entonces no lo sabia

Por que tres tiros la hicieron callar y me acorde de lo

Que me conto esa historia sobre perlas ensangrentadas, flores pisoteadas

Así que todo quedo en unas perlas ensangrentadas

I questioned her in the dressing room about Renee's death.

She answered me evasively I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Let's go, he told me, I have to talk to you about some

Bloody pearls, trampled flowers

Bloody pearls, trampled flowers

Renee was just an instrument, a facade, nothing more.

My time will come, she told me calmly

Let's go, he told me, I have to talk to you about some

Bloody pearls, trampled flowers

Bloody pearls, trampled flowers

I accompanied her to her house, we said goodbye without speaking

That was the last night, three shots silenced her

I remembered his phrase of hers, that story about bloody pearls

trampled flowers

When I questioned her in the dressing room, she gave me an evasive answer.

About Renee's death

She told me let's go and started talking to me about a story

Over bloody pearls and trampled flowers, like this

I found out that Renee was just a tool, a front.

And although she was calm, she knew that her time would come

We went to her house, we said goodbye without speaking

That was the last night, though she didn't know it then

Because three shots silenced her and I remembered it

Who told me that story about bloody pearls, trampled flowers

So everything is left in bloody pearls