Перевод: Эль Потро де Синалоа. Lagrimas De Sangre.
Перевод: Лос Muertos Де Кристо. Lagrimas De Sangre.
de pagarme Sentiras lo mismo que yo ahora siento. Es mejor que te vayas ahora Mi carino ya no puedo darte Si e quedas te juro, traidora Lloraras llagrimas de sangre
aun sienten miedo viven bajo el terror cada segundo que se pierde la razon cadaminuto de su existencia forzados a vivir con sangre sudor y lagrimas
Здравствуй, мелькнули черные перья, Где-то у входа в зал. Вижу - испуган, вижу - растерян, Знать, ты меня не ждал. Вот и учись без истерик, и позы Вызов
I never thought I could forget you I never thought I’d be the man I am now Just 20 seconds since I left you ‘Cause I could never be your lover I found
К тебе пришли, стучатся в дверь И ты не можешь не открыть, Она пришла, верь иль не верь, Её ты можешь не любить. Она войдёт, она ждала, Хоть не пускала
Soy del rio de la plata Que viva el candombe de sangre caliente Ritmo que me enciende el alma Que brilla en los ojos de toda mi gente Las lagrimas de
Another man done gone (another man done gone) Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone Another man done gone (another man done
Come all you rounders if you wanna hear the story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the roller's name on a 68 wheeler course he won his fame Caller
All around the water tank, waitin' for a train A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman, just to give him a line
Well, this nine pound hammer is a little too heavy For my size, honey for my size I'm goin' on the mountain, gonna see my baby And I ain't comin' back
I was just a kid roamin' around Travelin' through, a little ol' town A man walked up and said come with me You're broke and son that's vagrancy A carefree
You, take this hammer, take it to the capt Hey, take this hammer, take it to the capt Take this hammer, take it to the capt You can tell him I'm gone,
Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin' Pullin' case and layin' pipe Is hard labor Well, I was born in a boomer shack 'Bout a half mile from
Welcome to my realm We are both condemned to live It's a dark fate (I can hear your calls I can hear your calls) The eternal life I see it still burns
