Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mujeres Divinas, artist - Los Temerarios. Album song Recuerdos del Alma, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.05.2006
Record label: Virtus
Song language: Spanish
Mujeres Divinas(original) |
Hablando de mujeres y traiciones |
Se fueron consumiendo las botellas |
Pidieron que cantara mis canciones |
Y yo cante unas dos en contra de ellas |
De pronto que se acerca un caballero |
Su pelo ya pintaba algunas canas |
Me dijo le suplico compañero |
Que no hable en mi presencia de las damas |
Le dije que nosotros simplemente |
Hablamos de lo mal que nos pagaron |
Que si alguien opinaba diferente |
Seria porque jamas lo traicionaron |
Que si alguien opinaba diferente |
Seria porque jamas lo traicionaron |
Me dijo yo soy uno de los seres |
Que mas ha soportado los fracasos |
Y siempre me dejaron las mujeres |
Llorando y con el alma hecha pedazos |
Mas nunca les reprocho mis heridas |
Se tiene que sufrir, cuando se ama |
Las horas mas hermosas de mi vida |
Las he pasado a lado de una dama |
Pudieramos morir en las cantinas |
Y nunca lograriamos olvidarlas |
Mujeres o mujeres tan divinas |
No queda otro camino que adorarlas |
Mujeres o mujeres tan divinas |
No queda otro camino que adorarlas |
(translation) |
Talking about women and betrayals |
The bottles were consumed |
They asked me to sing my songs |
And I sang about two against them |
Suddenly a gentleman approaches |
His hair already painted some gray |
He told me I beg you mate |
Do not speak in my presence of the ladies |
I told him that we just |
We talked about how badly they paid us |
What if someone thought differently |
It would be because they never betrayed him |
What if someone thought differently |
It would be because they never betrayed him |
He told me I am one of the beings |
Who else has endured failures |
And women always left me |
Crying and with the soul in pieces |
But I never blame my wounds |
You have to suffer, when you love |
The most beautiful hours of my life |
I have spent them next to a lady |
We could die in the cantinas |
And we could never forget them |
Women or women so divine |
There is no other way than to adore them |
Women or women so divine |
There is no other way than to adore them |