Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Vals de la Rosa Herida, artist - Saratoga. Album song Morir en el Bien, Vivir en el Mal, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 25.11.2018
Record label: Maldito
Song language: Spanish
El Vals de la Rosa Herida(original) |
| Él, víctima de sus bajas pasiones, y ahora que… |
| Él, fiel coleccionista de adicciones, y ahora que… |
| Y ella sintiéndose culpable |
| Tratando de sobrevivir |
| Y su sonrisa que no falte |
| Su belleza sigue ahí, no se marchitó |
| Él siente llegar, ¿niña donde estás? |
| Baila este último vals y todo acabará |
| Otra rosa herida morirá |
| Gira, imagina que está |
| En medio de un salón |
| Yo llegué a aplaudir su exhibición |
| Siempre le fue fiel |
| Aunque el pensamiento la traicione |
| Sólo alguna y otra vez |
| Él va hacer que no |
| Como macho alfa sus deseos fueron ley |
| Y ella sintiéndose culpable |
| Tratando de sobrevivir |
| Y su sonrisa que no falte |
| Su belleza sigue ahí |
| No se marchitó |
| Él siente llegar ¿niña donde estás? |
| Baila este último vals y todo acabará |
| Otra rosa herida morirá |
| Gira, imagina que está |
| En medio de un salón |
| Yo llegué a aplaudir su exhibición |
| Hay un mundo exterior |
| Que siempre ha estado ahi |
| Si se atreviera a regresar |
| Hay un mundo ante si |
| Que impide alcanzar la libertad |
| (Aroa Martín de Khael) |
| Tiene un lugar escondido |
| Entre risas se suele ocultar |
| Lame ahí sus heridas |
| Y vuelve a bailar |
| (translation) |
| He, a victim of his low passions, and now that... |
| He, faithful collector of addictions, and now that… |
| And she feeling guilty |
| Trying to survive |
| And her smile of hers that is not missing |
| Her beauty of hers is still there, she didn't wither |
| He feels coming, girl where are you? |
| He dances this last waltz and everything will end |
| Another wounded rose will die |
| Turn around, imagine it's |
| In the middle of a room |
| I came to applaud his display |
| She was always faithful to him |
| Though the thought of her betrays her |
| just sometime and again |
| He will do not |
| As an alpha male his wishes were law |
| And she feeling guilty |
| Trying to survive |
| And her smile of hers that is not missing |
| Her beauty of hers is still there |
| She didn't wither |
| He feels coming girl where are you? |
| Dance this last waltz and everything will end |
| Another wounded rose will die |
| Turn, imagine that he is |
| In the middle of a room |
| I came to applaud his display |
| There is a world outside |
| that has always been there |
| If she dared to return |
| There is a world before you |
| What prevents you from achieving freedom? |
| (Aroa Martin de Khael) |
| has a hidden place |
| between laughter is usually hidden |
| Lick your wounds there |
| And he dances again |