Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Destruidnos Juntos, artist -Date of issue: 05.01.2017
Song language: Spanish
Destruidnos Juntos(original) |
| Bienaventuradas estas manos |
| Estas clavículas en paso incierto por las lomas |
| Dolorosas de mi cuerpo blanco |
| Porque sé que desconoces… |
| La costa entre el infierno en los Estados de Sitio |
| Porque sé que desconoces… |
| El olor del amoniaco recubriéndote el espanto |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Que no sea el paso de los bueyes por el rostro |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Que no sea el paso de los bueyes por el rostro |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Que no sea el paso de los bueyes por el rostro |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Que no sea el paso de los bueyes por el rostro |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Para dejarme matar he de dejar de mirarte |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Para dejarme matar he de dejar de mirarte |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Para dejarme matar he de dejar de mirarte |
| Porque nada sé de ti |
| Para dejarme matar he de dejar de mirarte |
| Y al final se desentierren |
| 20.000 flores negras |
| 20.000 flores blancas |
| 20.000 espaldas con capuchas y electrodos: |
| Bajo un régimen de aislamiento |
| Y al final se desentierren |
| 20.000 flores negras |
| 20.000 flores blancas |
| 20.000 espaldas con capuchas y electrodos: |
| Bajo un régimen de aislamiento |
| Y al final se desentierren |
| 20.000 flores negras |
| 20.000 flores blancas |
| 20.000 espaldas con capuchas y electrodos: |
| Bajo un régimen de aislamiento |
| Y al final se desentierren |
| 20.000 flores negras |
| 20.000 flores blancas |
| 20.000 espaldas con capuchas y electrodos: |
| Bajo un régimen de aislamiento |
| (translation) |
| Blessed are these hands |
| These clavicles in an uncertain step through the hills |
| Painful of my white body |
| Because I know you don't know... |
| The coast between hell in the States of Siege |
| Because I know you don't know... |
| The smell of ammonia covering your fear |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Let it not be the passage of oxen across the face |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Let it not be the passage of oxen across the face |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Let it not be the passage of oxen across the face |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Let it not be the passage of oxen across the face |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| To let myself be killed I have to stop looking at you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| To let myself be killed I have to stop looking at you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| To let myself be killed I have to stop looking at you |
| Because I know nothing about you |
| To let myself be killed I have to stop looking at you |
| And in the end they are unearthed |
| 20,000 black flowers |
| 20,000 white flowers |
| 20,000 backs with hoods and electrodes: |
| Under a solitary confinement |
| And in the end they are unearthed |
| 20,000 black flowers |
| 20,000 white flowers |
| 20,000 backs with hoods and electrodes: |
| Under a solitary confinement |
| And in the end they are unearthed |
| 20,000 black flowers |
| 20,000 white flowers |
| 20,000 backs with hoods and electrodes: |
| Under a solitary confinement |
| And in the end they are unearthed |
| 20,000 black flowers |
| 20,000 white flowers |
| 20,000 backs with hoods and electrodes: |
| Under a solitary confinement |