Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Morir por Nada, artist - Alquimia. Date of issue: 29.04.2021
Song language: Spanish
Morir por Nada(original) |
| Llora tu herida, agota lágrimas de sal, |
| no te quedan mas gotas de sangre. |
| Pedir clemencia al odio no te servirá, |
| es quien ensorda la maldad… |
| Afronta el final, esperabas ayuda |
| y jamas nadie vendrá. |
| Muere por nada, sacia su sed de mal. |
| Negra su alma, también llegará su final. |
| Mancha su espada, jamas volverá a brillar. |
| Almas privadas de vida en libertad… |
| Eres la esencia de su ira irracional, |
| tu miedo el germen del odio. |
| No hay clemencia, jamas habrá piedad, |
| siente placer con tu dolor. |
| Se acerca el final, esperabas ayuda |
| y quizás hoy la tendrás. |
| Muere por nada, sacia su sed de mal. |
| Negra su alma, también llegará su final. |
| Mancha su espada, jamas volverá a brillar. |
| Almas privadas de vida en libertad… |
| (SOLO) |
| Se acerca el final, esperabas ayuda |
| y quizás hoy la tendrás. |
| Muere por nada, sacia su sed de mal. |
| Negra su alma, también llegará su final. |
| Mancha su espada, jamas volverá a brillar. |
| Almas privadas de vida en libertad… |
| Muere por nada, sacia su sed de mal. |
| Negra su alma, también llegará su final. |
| Mancha su espada, jamas volverá a brillar. |
| Almas privadas… |
| (translation) |
| Cry your wound, exhaust tears of salt, |
| you have no more drops of blood. |
| Asking for mercy to hate will not help you, |
| He is the one who deafens evil... |
| Face the end, you expected help |
| and no one will ever come. |
| He dies for nothing, quenches his thirst for evil. |
| Black his soul from him, his end will also come. |
| Stain his sword, it will never shine again. |
| Souls deprived of life in freedom… |
| You are the essence of his irrational anger, |
| your fear the germ of hate. |
| There is no mercy, there will never be mercy, |
| feel pleasure with your pain. |
| The end is near, you expected help |
| and maybe today you will have it. |
| He dies for nothing, quenches his thirst for evil. |
| Black his soul, his end will also come. |
| Stain his sword, it will never shine again. |
| Souls deprived of life in freedom… |
| (ONLY) |
| The end is near, you expected help |
| and maybe today you will have it. |
| He dies for nothing, quenches his thirst for evil. |
| Black his soul, his end will also come. |
| Stain his sword, it will never shine again. |
| Souls deprived of life in freedom… |
| He dies for nothing, quenches his thirst for evil. |
| Black his soul, his end will also come. |
| Stain his sword, it will never shine again. |
| Private souls… |