Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Luna y Mar, artist - Santa Fe Klan. Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Song language: Spanish
Luna y Mar(original) |
| La vida loca tarde o temprano un día se termina |
| La muerte cuando llega te sorprende, nunca avisa |
| La noche oscura, oscura y negra como mi camisa |
| Se escucha el llanto del acordeón allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Con este ritmo van a bailar |
| Cumbia sabrosa, cumbia del mar |
| La noche es larga para gozar |
| La fiesta no se va a terminar |
| Por el malecón de Mazatlán |
| Me ven con mujeres y con mi klan |
| La vida es muy corta para llorar |
| Nada es pa' siempre, todo acabará |
| Amigo evita, le voy a cantar |
| Cumbia sabrosa, cumbia del mar |
| Con unas cahuamas para brindar |
| La hierba mala nunca morirá |
| La vida loca tarde o temprano un día se termina |
| La muerte cuando llega te sorprende, nunca avisa |
| La noche oscura, oscura y negra como mi camisa |
| Se escucha el llanto del acordeón allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| Allá por la esquina |
| (translation) |
| Crazy life sooner or later one day ends |
| When death arrives it surprises you, it never warns |
| The dark night, dark and black like my shirt |
| You hear the cry of the accordion there in the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |
| With this rhythm they will dance |
| Tasty cumbia, cumbia of the sea |
| The night is long to enjoy |
| The party is not going to end |
| Along the boardwalk of Mazatlan |
| They see me with women and with my klan |
| life is too short to cry |
| Nothing is forever, everything will end |
| Avoid friend, I'm going to sing |
| Tasty cumbia, cumbia of the sea |
| With some cahuamas to toast |
| Weed will never die |
| Crazy life sooner or later one day ends |
| When death arrives it surprises you, it never warns |
| The dark night, dark and black like my shirt |
| You hear the cry of the accordion there in the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |
| there around the corner |