Don Omar — Viviendo Con El Enemigo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Viviendo Con El Enemigo" by Don Omar.
Lyrics
Gente que se ama por pena
Gente que se ama por interes
Hay amores que condenan
Por darle fuego a un corazon de papel
Hay amor sensillo
Que tan solo un detalle le aropa
Y hay amores viciosos que solo se buscan despues de unas copas
Amores que son tan fragil, que tan solo una palabra le hacen pedazos
Y hay amores en guerra en campo abierto y si nadie a muerto
Pienso yo que tal vez ese sea nuestro caso
(Jajajaja)
Don Oye
Te voy a decir como es que se vive en casa
En guerra pero rico atiende
Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecinos
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor
Vivo en casa con mi enemigo
Y nunca conversamos si no hay discusion
Un dia de estos se matan dicen los vecinos
No entienden que en guerra se vive mejor
Yo no se si gritar en timbre normal
A la hora de hablar pero se que le da Ese toque especial a la casa
De una academia militar
Sera que yo soy un descuidado
O que ella se acuerda demasiado
Sera que siempre esta llena la luna
Por que no me deja pasar ni una
Eso es queja tras queja, la grama esta alta
Bota la basura, aveces me harta y me paro en tribuna
A mi me respetas, y me bajas el flow
Vecinos alerta que comienza el show
(Diablo Kendo
Lyrics translation
People who love each other out of pity
People who love each other out of interest
There are loves that condemn
For setting a paper heart on fire
There's sensillo love
That only one detail will suit you
And there are vicious loves that are only sought after a few drinks
Loves that are so fragile, that only one word will tear him to pieces
And there are Loves at war in the open field and if no one is dead
I think maybe that's our case
(Jajajaja)
Don Oye
I'll tell you how it is that you live at home
At war but rich attend
I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk if there's no discussion
One of these days they kill each other say the neighbors
They don't understand that in war you live better
I live at home with my enemy
And we never talk if there's no discussion
One of these days they kill each other say the neighbors
They don't understand that in war you live better
I don't know whether to shout at normal ringing
When it comes to talking but I know it gives that special touch to the House
Of a military academy
I'll be a sloppy one.
Or that she remembers too much
It will be that the moon is always full
Why won't you let me in?
That's complaint after complaint, the grass is high
Throw away the trash, sometimes I get tired and I stand in the stands
You respect me, and you lower my flow
Neighbors alert that the show begins
(Devil Kendo