Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Costa da morte, artist - Sidecars. Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Song language: Spanish
Costa da morte(original) |
| Hace tiempo que ya no te enciendes al verme |
| Por momentos te vas pero no siempre vuelves |
| Hace tiempo que ya no me atrevo a morderte |
| No soporto esperar a que cambie mi suerte |
| Ya no me asusta la verdad |
| Me da pánico |
| Cara al público, mi miedo se hace crónico |
| Todo es cuestión de gravedad |
| Que cansados de volar |
| Nos chocamos contra el suelo |
| Hace tiempo que andaba buscando tu norte |
| Reconozco que a mí me pilló de rebote |
| Si te ríes de mí, si no crees que me importe |
| Yo me lanzo por ti a la Costa da Morte |
| Ya no me asusta la verdad |
| Me da pánico |
| Cara al público, mi miedo se hace crónico |
| Solo pretendo que el final sea rápido |
| Nunca típico el retrato de algo insólito |
| Todo es cuestión de gravedad |
| Que cansados de volar |
| Nos choquemos contra el suelo |
| Cara al público, mi miedo se hace crónico |
| Solo pretendo que el final sea rápido |
| Nunca típico el retrato de algo insólito |
| Todo es cuestión de gravedad |
| Que cansados de volar |
| Nos choquemos contra el suelo |
| Nos choquemos contra el suelo |
| Na na na na |
| Na na na na |
| Na na na na na na na na |
| (translation) |
| It's been a while since you turned on when you see me |
| At times you leave but you don't always come back |
| It's been a while since I dared to bite you |
| I can't stand waiting for my luck to change |
| The truth no longer scares me |
| I panic |
| Face to the public, my fear becomes chronic |
| It's all about gravity |
| How tired of flying |
| We hit the ground |
| I've been looking for your north for a long time |
| I admit that it caught me by rebound |
| If you laugh at me, if you don't think I care |
| I throw myself to the Costa da Morte for you |
| The truth no longer scares me |
| I panic |
| Face to the public, my fear becomes chronic |
| I only pretend that the end is quick |
| Never typical the portrait of something unusual |
| It's all about gravity |
| How tired of flying |
| We crash to the ground |
| Face to the public, my fear becomes chronic |
| I only pretend that the end is quick |
| Never typical the portrait of something unusual |
| It's all about gravity |
| How tired of flying |
| We crash to the ground |
| We crash to the ground |
| Na na na na |
| Na na na na |
| Na na na na na na na |