Melendi — Maldita Vida Loca song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Maldita Vida Loca" by Melendi.
Lyrics
Era una chica descuidada aunque ella siempre,
siempre iba arreglada.
Descuido su corazon,
no lo peinaba ni maquillaba.
Siempre era ella la que se desnudaba,
prefirio sola que mal acompañada.
Y casi sin querer dono su vida al dolor,
que le arranco la piel y acelero su reloj.
«Maldita vida loca,
maldita su boca que dijo no qererle mas.
Yahora le dicen loca, donde vas?
Cuando pasea sola con su pena,
y va diciendo que es una sirena.
Una sirena q encayo en la barra de un bar».
Y las arrugas que hoy le dibujan la frente,
no son por los años.
Pregunto pero el seguro, del corazon,
no cubre daños.
Creo que la han visto por alguna cantina,
vandiendo rosas, pa' sacarse la espina.
Llorando pregunto, porque? con rabia a un espejo,
lejos de contestar este le envio un cruel reflejo.
«Maldita vida loca,
maldita su boca que dijo no qererle mas.
Yahora le dicen loca, donde vas?
Cuando pasea sola con su pena,
y va diciendo que es una sirena.
Una sirena q encayo en la barra de un bar».
«Maldita vida loca,
maldita su boca que dijo no qererle mas.
Yahora le dicen loca, donde vas?
Cuando pasea sola con su pena,
y va diciendo que es una sirena.
Una sirena q encayo en la barra de un bar».
Y aunque nadie sabe su nombre,
yo la llamo Soledad.
Busca en el suelo pa' fumar,
colillas que se prenden con la llama de una vida
que se apaga en el momento en que deja de arder.
Ella sera siempre de el.
Lyrics translation
She was a sloppy girl though she always,
it was always fixed.
I neglect your heart,
she didn't comb it or make it up.
She was always the one who got naked.,
I'd rather be alone than alone.
And he almost unintentionally gives his life to pain,
that I rip off his skin and speed up his watch.
"Damn crazy life,
damn his mouth that said no more.
They call her crazy, Where Are you going?
When she walks alone with her grief,
and he's saying it's a mermaid.
A siren that falls on the bar of a bar."
And the wrinkles that today draw his forehead,
it's not for the years.
I ask but the insurance, of the heart,
it doesn't cover damage.
I think they've seen her in some canteen.,
selling roses, getting his spine out.
Crying I ask, why? angry at a mirror,
far from answering this I sent a cruel reflection.
"Damn crazy life,
damn his mouth that said no more.
They call her crazy, Where Are you going?
When she walks alone with her grief,
and he's saying it's a mermaid.
A siren that falls on the bar of a bar."
"Damn crazy life,
damn his mouth that said no more.
They call her crazy, Where Are you going?
When she walks alone with her grief,
and he's saying it's a mermaid.
A siren that falls on the bar of a bar."
And although no one knows his name,
I call her Soledad.
Search the floor for smoking,
butts that light with the flame of a lifetime
it turns off the moment it stops burning.
She will always be his.