Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cara A La Muerte, artist - Gerardo Ortiz. Album song Entre Dios y El Diablo, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Record label: Del
Song language: Spanish
Cara A La Muerte(original) |
Cara a la muerte cuando llegaron las balas |
No era advertencia, ni coincidencia |
Era la muerte en mi cara |
Tiempo que es vida, y blanco a la mira |
Asesinato, me tenían rodeado |
En mi mente, mi familia |
En minutos repasé mi vida |
Puse fuerza en mi cabeza |
Subí tiro a mi cuarenta |
Les dí pelea |
Era esperado que me arrimaran un golpe |
Cuando hay errores hay correcciones |
Y les fallé a los señores |
Hice negocios con los contrarios |
Un chapulín nunca eleva sus |
Consecuencias que atormentan |
Hay errores que nunca se arreglan |
Si la muerte comprendiera |
Y si el momento cambiara la escena |
Que me coma la tierra |
Con la puerta paraba las balas |
El impacto dio una alta descarga |
No hubo tiempo de hacer el intento |
Sin piedad perforaban mi cuerpo |
Con mis manos tapaba mis sesos |
Y la sangre corría entre mi cuerpo |
Ya lo rojo en lo blanco vestía |
Era la despedida |
No tenia salida |
Todo era blanco, agonizaba en mi llanto |
Solo minutos, se aproximaban |
Venia el eterno descanso |
Muerte en la escena, luz de sirenas |
Los agresores tomaron vereda |
En segundos tocaba mi vida |
Y el espacio quedo en mi familia |
Solo balas y un hombre tirado |
Y en su cara un llanto empapado |
Era el afectado |
Flores y llanto, y cantidad de rosarios |
Buenos amigos, hijos queridos |
Ya les fallé en el camino |
Cuerpo manchado, entrajesado |
Caja de plata y un hombre encamado |
Quisiera escapar de mi cuerpo |
Renacer, tener vida de nuevo |
Con dolor no descansa mi alma |
Solo queda perder la esperanza |
Dentro de mi caja |
(translation) |
Face to death when the bullets came |
It was not a warning, nor a coincidence |
It was death on my face |
Time that is life, and white in sight |
Murder, they had me surrounded |
In my mind, my family |
In minutes I reviewed my life |
I put strength in my head |
I went up shot at my forty |
I gave them a fight |
It was expected that they would hit me |
When there are mistakes there are corrections |
And I failed the lords |
I did business with the opposites |
A chapulin never raises its |
Consequences that haunt |
There are mistakes that are never fixed |
If death understood |
And if the moment changed the scene |
let the earth eat me |
With the door he stopped the bullets |
The impact gave a high discharge |
There was no time to make the attempt |
They mercilessly pierced my body |
With my hands I covered my brains |
And the blood ran through my body |
Already the red in the white wore |
it was goodbye |
I had no way out |
Everything was white, I was dying in my tears |
Only minutes, they were approaching |
came the eternal rest |
Death on the scene, light of sirens |
The aggressors took the path |
In seconds it touched my life |
And the space remains in my family |
Just bullets and a man down |
And on his face a soaked cry |
He was affected |
Flowers and tears, and a number of rosaries |
Good friends, dear children |
I already failed them on the way |
Body stained, dressed |
Silver box and a bedridden man |
I would like to escape from my body |
to be reborn, to have life again |
My soul does not rest with pain |
It only remains to lose hope |
inside my box |