More songs by Marlon Collins
Description
Sound Engineer, Producer: Ceska Zana
Electric guitar, piano: Daniel Antonio Sanchez Carranzana
Author, Composer: Marlon Gonzalez Castillo
Author, Composer: Lázaro José Varona Piz
Author, Composer: Ava Gonzalez Forment
Lyrics and translation
Original
Puta mala, te maté.
Tu rostro lindo lo maté.
Me maldeciste y te maté, pero la tumba fui yo quien la clavé.
Salí por la noche pa' curarme. Fueron ocho días que te lloré.
El barrio entero me vio correr.
Tropiezo, me enredo y vuelvo a caer.
Mirada rara te traicioné.
La última bala y te maté.
Me salió cara, pero gané.
Pero la herida no la sané.
Puñalá' con mango de plata.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata.
Morí en la noche y renací por la mañana. Escupo rabia, escupo amor. Escupo fucking y eso dolió.
Todo esto viene, ¿quién soy yo? No sé ni quién me bautizó.
Escupo rabia, escupo amor. Escupo fucking y eso dolió.
Todo esto viene, ¿quién soy yo? No sé ni quién me bautizó.
Muéstrame algo sincero, sin ser fake, que es por amor. Quise ser una calita, pero el mundo me mató.
Déjame decirte te amo sin querer, no sé yo.
Oh, oh.
Muéstrame algo sincero, sin ser fake, que es por amor.
Quise ser una calita, pero el mundo me mató.
Déjame decirte te amo sin querer, no sé yo.
Oh, oh.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata. Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que, que, que.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata. Morí en la noche y renací por la mañana.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata.
Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que, que, que. Cuchillo y Dios, maté la que me mata.
Morí en la noche y renací por la mañana
English translation
Bad bitch, I killed you.
I killed your pretty face.
You cursed me and I killed you, but I was the one who nailed the grave.
I went out at night to cure myself. It was eight days that I cried for you.
The entire neighborhood saw me run.
I stumble, get tangled and fall again.
Strange look, I betrayed you.
The last bullet and I killed you.
It was expensive, but I won.
But I did not heal the wound.
Puñalá' with a silver handle.
Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me.
Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me.
I died in the night and was reborn in the morning. I spit anger, I spit love. I spit fucking and that hurt.
All this coming, who am I? I don't even know who baptized me.
I spit anger, I spit love. I spit fucking and that hurt.
All this coming, who am I? I don't even know who baptized me.
Show me something sincere, without being fake, that is for love. I wanted to be a cove, but the world killed me.
Let me tell you I love you without meaning to, I don't know.
Uh-oh.
Show me something sincere, without being fake, that is for love.
I wanted to be a cove, but the world killed me.
Let me tell you I love you without meaning to, I don't know.
Uh-oh.
Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me. Knife and God, I killed what, what, what.
Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me. I died in the night and was reborn in the morning.
Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me.
Knife and God, I killed what, what, what. Knife and God, I killed the one that kills me.
I died in the night and was reborn in the morning