El Canto de la Muerte

Duration

4:51

Genres

Latin

Description

Lyrics

Jugué a la ruleta Rusa, la suerte me abandono. Porque un día sin excusa, la mota se me acabo. Qué pena que no llovió, que risa también me dio Si hubiera caído lluvia, sería diferente el día [CORO] Duruh, dururuuuh. El canto de la muerte. (2 veces) En menos de dos semanas, hojitas me regalo También me dio siete hermanas, mi hermano se las fumo Por culpa de mi arbolito, me dicen que soy un perdido Pero los que nunca han subido, es porque nunca han querido La paz no la alcanza el hombre, ni el Papa que es tan querido. Pues casi se mueren de hambre, y ni un toquecito han tenido Lo que me causa a mi risa, no es la gente que va a misa Si no la que a su gente pisa, por querer llegar aprisa. {English Translation} I played a game of Russian roulette, my luck abandoned me For on this day with no excuse, all of my pot ran out What pity that it didn’t rain, I also started to laugh Had it rained just a bit, so different my day would be -Chorus- Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, Death’s Song In little bit less than a week, little leaves it started to sprout. It also grew seven sisters, my brother smoked them all Because of because of my little tree, they accuse me of being a loser But those that have not risen, it’s only for not having the balls Man will never have peace, much less the Pope whom is “Holly” Just look at the starving children, & he still wears robes made of gold The one thing that makes me laugh, it’s not the people that go to mass But those who step on their own, thinking they will get there faster…