Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tumbas De Sal, artist - Héroes del Silencio. Album song El Espíritu Del Vino- Edición Especial, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 28.09.1993
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
Tumbas De Sal(original) |
las bebidas psicoactivas no bombean |
suficiente |
ni las danzas agresivas |
ofrecen lo mejor de ti quin sabe si es mejor as? |
abando el palacio al azar |
y a la suerte |
abandnalo |
si las garras felinas se empean |
en no dejarte dormir |
ni la visita a letrinas |
es lo que se tienta |
quin sabe si es mejor as? |
condena al exilio |
las verdades a medias |
condnalas… |
occidente cargado de miedo… |
podra tratarse magia chamn… |
ideas ms torpes se han visto |
entre ocanos de oro |
y tumbas de sal. |
si las palabras escritas |
no te las puedes creer |
fue una intil manera |
de marcarnos un son |
quin sabe si es mejor ceder? |
contempla el estado |
en que nos dej. |
contmplalo, |
occidente cargado de miedo… |
podra tratarse magia chamn… |
ideas ms torpes se han visto |
entre ocanos de oro |
y tumbas de sal. |
occidente cargado de miedo… |
podra tratarse magia chamn… |
ideas ms torpes se han visto |
entre ocanos de oro |
y tumbas de sal. |
(translation) |
psychoactive drinks do not pump |
enough |
nor the aggressive dances |
They offer the best of you. Who knows if it's better that way? |
I leave the palace at random |
and luck |
abandon it |
if the feline claws get stuck |
in not letting you sleep |
nor the visit to latrines |
is what tempts |
who knows if it's better that way? |
condemned to exile |
half truths |
condone them… |
west loaded with fear... |
could be shaman magic... |
clumsiest ideas have been seen |
between oceans of gold |
and salt tombs. |
if the written words |
you can't believe them |
it was a useless way |
to mark us a son |
who knows if it is better to give in? |
contemplate the state |
where he left us |
contemplate it, |
west loaded with fear... |
could be shaman magic... |
clumsiest ideas have been seen |
between oceans of gold |
and salt tombs. |
west loaded with fear... |
could be shaman magic... |
clumsiest ideas have been seen |
between oceans of gold |
and salt tombs. |