Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 317, artist - ANgeles DeL Infierno. Album song A cara o cruz, in the genre Классика метала
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
317(original) |
Letra de ''317'' |
Perdido en una calle |
Allá por la cuidad de México |
Un hotel medio escondido |
Va a dar respuesta a mi tentación |
Y en la puerta, número |
3−1-7 (¡tres diecisite!) |
Me hablas de amor, dices que va en serio |
No sé si creerte, no soy el primero |
Me haces sentir, todo un caballero |
Pero en el fondo, yo sé que eres |
Bella de día, zorra, zorra por la noche |
Bella de día, este, es es el momento |
Este es tu momento, srta. |
Hyde |
Te levantas por la mañana |
Siempre pensando a quien vas a cazar |
Tal vez espere que llegue el día |
Que alguien crea que vas de verdad |
Y en la puerta, número |
3−1-7 ¡¡Tres diecisite! |
Tu vida depende sólo de un espejo |
Te miras por fuera y luego por dentro |
Huellas en tu rostro van marcando el tiempo |
Ya ni las pinturas borran tu secreto |
Bella de día, zorra, zorra por la noche |
Bella de día, este, es es el momento |
Este es tu momento, srta. |
Hyde |
Cuando a veces sonríes, tus ojos dicen de ti la |
Verdad |
Una mentira más, a quien le va a importar |
Igual que los tomas los dejas seguro que otro |
Pronto vendrá |
Tu cama es de cualquiera que te pueda olvidar |
Bella de día, zorra, zorra por la noche |
Bella de día, este, es es el momento |
Este es tu momento |
Bella de día, zorra, zorra por la noche |
Bella de día, este, es es el momento |
Este es tu momento |
(translation) |
"317" lyrics |
lost on a street |
Over there in Mexico City |
A half hidden hotel |
It will give answer to my temptation |
And on the door, number |
3−1-7 (three sixteen!) |
You talk to me about love, you say you're serious |
I don't know whether to believe you, I'm not the first |
you make me feel like a gentleman |
But deep down I know you are |
Beautiful by day, bitch, bitch by night |
Bella by day, this, this is the time |
This is your time, miss. |
Hyde |
you get up in the morning |
Always thinking who are you going to hunt |
Maybe wait for the day |
That someone believes that you are really going |
And on the door, number |
3−1-7 Three sixteen! |
Your life depends only on a mirror |
You look outside and then inside |
Footprints on your face mark time |
Not even the paintings erase your secret |
Beautiful by day, bitch, bitch by night |
Bella by day, this, this is the time |
This is your time, miss. |
Hyde |
When you smile sometimes, your eyes say about you |
TRUE |
One more lie, who will care |
Just as you take them, you leave them sure that another |
Soon come |
Your bed belongs to anyone who can forget you |
Beautiful by day, bitch, bitch by night |
Bella by day, this, this is the time |
This is your moment |
Beautiful by day, bitch, bitch by night |
Bella by day, this, this is the time |
This is your moment |