Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Espada & la Pared, artist - Los Tres.
Date of issue: 22.08.2016
Song language: Spanish
La Espada & la Pared(original) |
Ha-hablar sin pensar, pe-pensar sin hablar |
Servicio militar: muerte cerebral |
Cerrar sin abrir, pri-primaveras mil |
Una sorda feliz se jactó de nuestro fin |
Tirar sin lanzar: no, no llega el dolor |
Y si es lo peor muerto vivo mejor |
Tirar sin lanzar: no, no llega el dolor |
Y si es lo peor muerto vivo mejor |
Triángulo de amor, Bermuda del dolor |
Disparo al corazón, burbuja del terror |
Caída sin saltar, estruendo sin igual |
Palabras al pasar, no hay forma de frenar |
Sexo sin mirar, mi almohada puede más |
Que todo tu amor que vive en mi bolsón |
La saliva va, la salida viene atrás |
Corte cerebral, el principio es al final |
Consomé de callampas |
Dulce miel de arañas |
Consomé, dulce miel, no endulza sin picar |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
Triángulo de amor, Bermuda del dolor |
Disparo al corazón, burbuja del terror |
Caída sin saltar, estruendo sin igual |
Palabras al pasar, no hay forma de frenar |
Sexo sin mirar, mi almohada puede más |
Que todo tu amor que vive en mi bolsón |
La saliva va, la salida viene atrás |
Corte cerebral, el principio es al final |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
La espada y la pared |
Me atraviesan y no al revés |
(translation) |
H-talk without thinking, th-think without talking |
Military service: brain death |
Close without opening, spring-spring thousand |
A happy deaf woman boasted of our end |
Throw without throwing: no, the pain does not come |
And if the worst is better alive dead |
Throw without throwing: no, the pain does not come |
And if the worst is better alive dead |
Triangle of love, Bermuda of pain |
Shot to the heart, bubble of terror |
Fall without jumping, rumble without equal |
Words passing by, there's no stopping |
Sex without looking, my pillow can do more |
That all your love that lives in my bag |
Saliva goes, exit comes back |
Brain cut, the beginning is the end |
consommé of callampas |
sweet spider honey |
Consommé, sweet honey, does not sweeten without stinging |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |
Triangle of love, Bermuda of pain |
Shot to the heart, bubble of terror |
Fall without jumping, rumble without equal |
Words passing by, there's no stopping |
Sex without looking, my pillow can do more |
That all your love that lives in my bag |
Saliva goes, exit comes back |
Brain cut, the beginning is the end |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |
The sword and the wall |
They go through me and not the other way around |