Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heridas, artist - Frikstailers
Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Song language: Spanish
Heridas(original) |
Cuántas heridas que tengo |
Cortes, raspones y ardor |
Yo ando llorando por dentro |
Y cicatrizándome al sol |
Mírame bien que aquí vengo |
Queriéndote lento, pegado a mi cuerpo |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Sonriéndole a la pe-e-e-e-eh-na |
Nada nos libra de estar en la ruina |
El alma camina también se lastima |
Forma tu ramo de malos modales |
El cuerpo se raspa, también se desgasta |
Cae en la trampa, nadie lo levanta |
No importa qué pasa y entramos en manta |
Y cuántas heridas que tengo |
Cuántas heridas que tengo |
Mírame bien que aquí vengo |
Queriéndote lento, pegado a mi cuerpo |
Sonriéndole a la pe-e-e-e-eh-na oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Nada nos libra de estar en la ruina |
El alma camina también se lastima |
Forma tu ramo de malos modales |
El cuerpo se raspa, también se desgasta |
Cae en la trampa, nadie lo levanta |
No importa qué pasa y entramos en manta |
Y cuántas heridas que tengo |
Cuántas heridas que tengo |
Mírame bien que aquí vengo |
Queriéndote lento, pegado a mi cuerpo |
Sonriéndole a la pe-e-e-e-eh-na oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Sonriéndole a la pena |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
(translation) |
how many wounds i have |
Cuts, scrapes and burning |
I'm crying inside |
And scarring me in the sun |
Look at me well here I come |
Wanting you slow, glued to my body |
smiling at grief |
Smiling at the pe-e-e-e-eh-na |
Nothing saves us from being broke |
The soul walks also hurts |
Form your bouquet of bad manners |
The body is scraped, it is also worn |
He falls into the trap, no one picks him up |
It doesn't matter what happens and we go into blanket |
And how many wounds I have |
how many wounds i have |
Look at me well here I come |
Wanting you slow, glued to my body |
Smiling at the pe-e-e-e-eh-na oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Nothing saves us from being broke |
The soul walks also hurts |
Form your bouquet of bad manners |
The body is scraped, it is also worn |
He falls into the trap, no one picks him up |
It doesn't matter what happens and we go into blanket |
And how many wounds I have |
how many wounds i have |
Look at me well here I come |
Wanting you slow, glued to my body |
Smiling at the pe-e-e-e-eh-na oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
smiling at grief |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |
Eh-oh-eh-oh |