Below is the lyrics of the song Santiago De Chile , artist - Los Bunkers with translation
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Los Bunkers
Allí amé a una mujer terrible
Llorando por el humo siempre eterno
De aquella ciudad acorralada
Por símbolos de invierno
Allí aprendí a quitar con piel el frío
Y a echar luego mi cuerpo a la llovizna
En manos de la niebla dura y blanca
En calles del enigma
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Hasta allí me siguió como una sombra
El rostro del que ya no se veía
Y en el oído me susurró la muerte
Que ya aparecería
Allí yo tuve un odio una vergüenza
Niños mendigos de la madrugada
Y el deseo de cambiar cada cuerda
Por un saco de balas
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Ni con la distancia
Ni con el vil soldado
Eso no está muerto
No me lo mataron
Eso no está muerto
Allí amé a una mujer terrible
There I loved a terrible woman
Crying for the ever eternal smoke
Of that cornered city
By symbols of winter
There I learned to remove the cold with skin
And then throw my body into the drizzle
In the hands of the hard white mist
In enigma streets
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
Until there he followed me like a shadow
The face of which was no longer seen
And death whispered in my ear
that would already appear
There I had a hate a shame
Early morning beggar children
And the desire to change every string
For a sack of bullets
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
Not even with the distance
Nor with the vile soldier
that's not dead
they didn't kill me
that's not dead
There I loved a terrible woman
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