Ha-ash — Pobre Diabla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pobre Diabla" by Ha-ash.
Lyrics
Se fue herida sin ms ni ms
Dej ese hogar porque eligi soar
Y despus de diez sermones se gan su libertad
Pobre diabla quin ira a imaginar
Que sus alas se abriran sobre el mar
Frente al viento y contra todo lo que digan los dems
Solita va Pobre diabla
Bien lo dijo su pap:
Ve mi nia, ve detrs de tu verdad
Hay un mundo afuera que te quiere oir cantar
No esperes ms y aqu va Cambi de vida, se enfrent a la realidad
Junt para el viaje unas monedas ms Un pasaje media estrella hacia la felicidad
Pobre diabla quin ira a imaginar
Que sus alas se abriran sobre el mar
Frente al viento y contra todo lo que digan los dems
Solita va Pobre diabla
Bien lo dijo su pap:
Ve mi nia, ve detrs de tu verdad
Hay un mundo afuera que te quiere oir cantar
No esperes ms y aqu va Y se aguanta la farsa, los gritos, la espera y la soledad
ya pasar
Ella sabe que vale la pena luchar y gastar los zapatos
Porque un da llegar
Pobre diabla quin ira a imaginar
Que sus alas se abriran sobre el mar
Frente al viento y contra todo lo que digan los dems
Mrala, mrala
Pobre diabla
Bien lo dijo su pap:
Ve mi nia, ve detrs de tu verdad
Sube al escenario que ya es hora de cantar
Vali la pena y aqu va Vali la pena
Lyrics translation
She got hurt without ms or ms
Leave that home because I chose soar
And after ten sermons they earn their freedom
Poor devil Quin will go to imagine
That their wings spread over the sea
Against the wind and against everything the dems say
Alone goes poor devil
Well, his dad said it.:
See my daughter, go behind your truth
There's a world out there that wants to hear you sing
Do not expect more and here will change of life, they are enfrent to reality
Join for the journey a few coins ms a half star passage to happiness
Poor devil Quin will go to imagine
That their wings spread over the sea
Against the wind and against everything the dems say
Alone goes poor devil
Well, his dad said it.:
See my daughter, go behind your truth
There's a world out there that wants to hear you sing
Don't wait any longer and here goes and endures the farce, the cries, the wait and the loneliness
come on.
She knows it's worth fighting and spending shoes
Because a da come
Poor devil Quin will go to imagine
That their wings spread over the sea
Against the wind and against everything the dems say
Mrala, mrala
Poor devil
Well, his dad said it.:
See my daughter, go behind your truth
Get on stage it's time to sing
It's worth it and here goes it's worth it