Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rosario Tijeras, artist - Juanes. Album song Mi Sangre, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Universal Music Latino
Song language: Spanish
Rosario Tijeras(original) |
Y se llamaba Rosario del barrio era la manda más |
Con su pistola en la mano siempre lista pa' matar |
En odios y desengaños Rosario era la number one |
Nunca amó ni la amaron… |
Y en sus ojos siempre el dolor existió |
Todo fue porque en su niñez |
Un malpa la violó y ella se vengó |
Era Rosario Tijeras, la de pistola, espejito y labial en su cartera siempre |
llena de vicio, sexo, balas, placer y dolor |
Las de las mil y una vidas pam pam pam! |
Rosario |
La que nunca amó ni la amaron |
Y en sus ojos siempre el dolor existió |
Y todo fue porque en su niñez |
Un malpa la violó y ella se vengó |
Y confundió el amor fue una bala lo que entró en su corazón |
Nunca jamás lloró y en su alma siempre un llanto se escuchó |
De tantos que mató uno vino mal herido y se vengó |
Rosario así murió y en el cementerio nadie la lloró |
Y en sus ojos siempre el dolor existió |
Y todo fue porque en su niñez |
Un malpa la violó y ella se vengó |
Y confundió el amor fue una bala lo que entró en su corazón |
Nunca jamás lloró y en su alma siempre un llanto se escuchó |
De tantos que mató uno vino mal herido y se vengó |
Rosario así murió y en el cementerio nadie la lloró |
(translation) |
And her name was Rosario from the neighborhood, she was the boss |
With her gun in her hand she is always ready to kill |
In hate and disappointment, Rosario was number one |
She never loved or was loved... |
And in her eyes, pain always existed |
It was all because in his childhood |
A malpa raped her and she took revenge |
She was Rosario Tijeras, the one with the gun, little mirror and lipstick in her bag, she always |
full of vice, sex, bullets, pleasure and pain |
Those of the thousand and one lives pam pam pam! |
rosary beads |
The one who never loved nor was loved |
And in her eyes, pain always existed |
And it was all because in his childhood |
A malpa raped her and she took revenge |
And she mistook love it was a bullet that entered her heart |
She never cried and in her soul a cry was always heard |
Of so many that she killed, one came badly wounded and took revenge |
Rosario died that way and no one cried for her in the cemetery |
And in her eyes, pain always existed |
And it was all because in his childhood |
A malpa raped her and she took revenge |
And she mistook love it was a bullet that entered her heart |
She never cried and in her soul a cry was always heard |
Of so many that she killed, one came badly wounded and she took revenge |
Rosario died that way and no one cried for her in the cemetery |