Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Todo se paga, artist - Alvaro Torres.
Date of issue: 19.12.2019
Song language: Spanish
Todo se paga(original) |
Sentiame orgulloso de ser tuyo. |
Mi amor era tan grande y creciente |
eran mis sentimientos mas profundos |
y tu los pisoteastes hasta la muerte. |
Me vi cayendo al fondo de un abismo |
del cual estoy saliendo poco a poco |
y con mi corazon de muerte herido |
aun pido que te vaya bien en todo |
Coro: |
Solo recuerda, que aqui todo se paga |
que en este mundo, nadie se va debiendo nada |
yo no vere, ni quiero verte en tu castigo |
cuando alguien te haga lo que tu hiciste conmigo. |
Dalo por hecho, aqui todo se paga |
quieras o no, asi es la vuelta de la vida |
y para cuando a ti te esten partiendo el alma |
ya el tiempo habra cicatrizado mis heridas. |
Me vi cayendo al fondo de un abismo |
del cual estoy saliendo poco a poco |
y con mi corazon de muerte herido |
aun pido que te vaya bien en todo |
Coro: |
Solo recuerda, que aqui todo se paga |
que en este mundo, nadie se va debiendo nada |
yo no vere, ni quiero verte en tu castigo |
cuando alguien te haga lo que tu hiciste conmigo. |
Dalo por hecho, aqui todo se paga |
quieras o no, asi es la vuelta de la vida |
y para cuando a ti te esten partiendo el alma |
ya el tiempo habra cicatrizado mis heridas. |
uuuuuhuuuhhh… |
(translation) |
I was proud to be yours. |
My love was so big and growing |
were my deepest feelings |
and you trampled them to death. |
I saw myself falling to the bottom of an abyss |
from which I am leaving little by little |
and with my heart of wounded death |
I still ask that you do well in everything |
Chorus: |
Just remember, that here everything is paid |
that in this world, no one leaves owing anything |
I will not see, nor do I want to see you in your punishment |
when someone does to you what you did to me. |
Take it for granted, here everything is paid |
like it or not, this is the turn of life |
and for when they are breaking your soul |
time would have healed my wounds. |
I saw myself falling to the bottom of an abyss |
from which I am leaving little by little |
and with my heart of wounded death |
I still ask that you do well in everything |
Chorus: |
Just remember, that here everything is paid |
that in this world, no one leaves owing anything |
I will not see, nor do I want to see you in your punishment |
when someone does to you what you did to me. |
Take it for granted, here everything is paid |
like it or not, this is the turn of life |
and for when they are breaking your soul |
time would have healed my wounds. |
uuuuuhuuuhhh… |