Joan Sebastian — Los Cazahuates song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Los Cazahuates" by Joan Sebastian.
Lyrics
Me pedistes que no, no te hiciera sufrir
Por que tú pecho esta muy herido es decir
Me pedistes que no, no te hiciera llorar
Pero tú alma y mi alma traian
Un carma que habia que pagar
Y he pedido perdon
Por onesima vez
Y lo pido de veras
Con el alma alreves
Me prometo ya no, ya no hacerte llorar
Pero tú alma y mi alma siguen con el carma que habra que pagar
Hay amores malditos, hay malditos amores
Que le heredan al alma hay más espinas que flores
Hay amores malditos que la dicha prohiben
Y a miradas y besos para matar reviven.
Te he pedido perdon
Por onesima vez
Y lo pido de veras
Con el alma alreves
Me prometo ya no, ya no hacerte llorar
Pero tú alma y mi alma siguen con el carma que habra que pagar
Hay amores malditos, hay malditos amores
Que le heredan al alma hay más espinas que flores
Hay amores malditos que la dicha prohiben
Y a miradas y besos para matar reviven.
Hay amores malditos, hay malditos amores
Que le heredan al alma hay más espinas que flores
Hay amores malditos que la dicha prohiben
Y a miradas y besos para matar reviven.
Lyrics translation
You asked me not to make you suffer
Because your chest is very hurt that is to say
You asked me not to make you cry.
But your soul and my soul brought
A karma that had to pay
And I've asked for forgiveness
For the hundredth time
And I really do.
With the soul alreves
I promise I won't make you cry anymore.
But your soul and my soul continue with the Karma to be paid
There are fucking loves, there are fucking loves
That inherit the soul there are more thorns than flowers
There are cursed loves that Bliss forbid
And looks and kisses to kill revive.
I've asked you for forgiveness.
For the hundredth time
And I really do.
With the soul alreves
I promise I won't make you cry anymore.
But your soul and my soul continue with the Karma to be paid
There are fucking loves, there are fucking loves
That inherit the soul there are more thorns than flowers
There are cursed loves that Bliss forbid
And looks and kisses to kill revive.
There are fucking loves, there are fucking loves
That inherit the soul there are more thorns than flowers
There are cursed loves that Bliss forbid
And looks and kisses to kill revive.