Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Fin del Camino, artist - Mägo De Oz. Album song Jesús de Chamberí, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 31.03.2010
Record label: Locomotive
Song language: Spanish
El Fin del Camino(original) |
Donde la lluvia nace |
y la luna flirtea, |
con mi mala estrella, |
aún sigo pensando en ti. |
Quién me vende un alma |
y me presta esperanza |
pues es el fin del camino |
y no sé a dónde ir |
y no sé a dónde ir |
si no es sin ti. |
Oigo que lloras nena |
y no te puedo abrazar |
no dejes que entre estas maderas |
mi palabra puedan enterrar |
Mientras oigo los últimos rezos |
me llevo guardados tus besos |
y que me quiten ésta jodida cruz |
y en su lugar pongan tus pechos |
Quién me vende un alma |
y me presta esperanza |
pues es el fin del camino |
y no sé a dónde ir |
Más amargo que la muerte |
es no poder volverte a ver |
yo no he elegido perderte |
hay un vacío que ha violado mi fé |
Padre, ¿por qué me has abandonado? |
¿por qué siempre haces tu voluntad? |
es tan cómodo el haberme enviado |
y dirigir desde tu pedestal |
Espíritu santus ora pronobis |
Espíritu santus ora pronobis |
La lluvia ácida cubría Madrid |
y al director de la fábrica se le oye reír |
se masturba la muerte en Sarajevo |
y sodomiza a un militar con un fajo de dinero |
Espíritu santus ora pronobis |
Espíritu santus ora pronobis |
Dos terroristas han sido absueltos |
y por «pillar"en Marruecos en el «trullo"hay cientos |
eso sí, tenemos la patria, la bandera, toros, iglesia |
y furbo en la primera … |
(translation) |
where the rain is born |
and the moon flirts, |
with my bad star, |
I'm still thinking about you. |
who sells me a soul |
and gives me hope |
Well, it's the end of the road |
and i don't know where to go |
and i don't know where to go |
if not without you. |
I hear you cry baby |
and I can't hug you |
do not let between these woods |
my word can bury |
As I hear last prayers |
I keep your kisses |
and take this fucking cross away from me |
and in their place put your breasts |
who sells me a soul |
and gives me hope |
Well, it's the end of the road |
and i don't know where to go |
More bitter than death |
is not being able to see you again |
I have not chosen to lose you |
there is a void that has violated my faith |
Father why did you left me? |
why do you always do your will? |
it is so comfortable to have sent me |
and lead from your pedestal |
holy spirit ora pronobis |
holy spirit ora pronobis |
Acid rain covered Madrid |
and the factory manager can be heard laughing |
masturbates death in Sarajevo |
and sodomizes a military man with a bundle of money |
holy spirit ora pronobis |
holy spirit ora pronobis |
Two terrorists have been acquitted |
and to "catch" in Morocco in the "trullo" there are hundreds |
yes, we have the country, the flag, bulls, church |
and furbo in the first … |