Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cielo Market, artist - la Ley. Album song Historias e Histerias, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 17.11.2004
Record label: Warner Music Mexico
Song language: Spanish
Cielo Market(original) |
Algunos disfrazan sus crudas ganas de figurar |
Corazones ardientes, estrellas calientes por papel |
Por mientras se come tu imagen |
Algún sucio magazine |
Que estampa en tu frente un precio de moda |
Cielo me has marcado |
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela |
Cielo me has mandado |
A sonreír al morir |
Despierten lectores de ese trance que los masturba |
Mientras leen farándula la A.M.I.A. |
explotó |
Los rumores de mil amores |
Son solo una mentira, que se vende bien |
Y si existe algo cierto |
A quien le importa |
Cielo me has marcado |
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela |
Me has petrificado |
Como una estatua |
Con una linda cara |
Cielo me has ordenado |
A ser verdugo de mi propia cabeza |
Cielo me has mandado |
A sonreír al morir |
Cielo me has marcado |
Como la estrella que logra ver su estela |
Me has petrificado |
Como una estatua |
Con una linda cara |
Cielo me has ordenado |
A ser verdugo de mi propia cabeza |
Cielo me has mandado |
A sonreír al morir |
(translation) |
Some disguise their crude desire to appear |
Burning hearts, hot stars for paper |
For while your image is eaten |
some dirty magazine |
That stamps a fashionable price on your forehead |
Heaven you have marked me |
Like the star that manages to see its wake |
heaven you sent me |
to smile when dying |
Wake up readers from that trance that masturbates them |
While they read entertainment, the A.M.I.A. |
exploded |
The rumors of a thousand loves |
They're just a lie, that sells well |
And if there is something true |
Who cares |
Heaven you have marked me |
Like the star that manages to see its wake |
you petrified me |
like a statue |
with a pretty face |
Heaven you have ordered me |
To be the executioner of my own head |
heaven you sent me |
to smile when dying |
Heaven you have marked me |
Like the star that manages to see its wake |
you petrified me |
like a statue |
with a pretty face |
Heaven you have ordered me |
To be the executioner of my own head |
heaven you sent me |
to smile when dying |