Real de Catorce — Mala sangre song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mala sangre" by Real de Catorce.
Lyrics
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero no mi blues
Te robaste mi confianza, pero no mi dignidad
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero no mi fe
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero sigo en pie
Te enredaste con los batos mas ingratos
Mala sangre, para hacerme mal
Traicionaste sin medida a la banda tan querida
Y todo su ritual
Y decías que confiara en tu palabra
Y en tu honestidad
Y jurabas ser leal y presumías que eras mi carnal
Y no fue verdad
Aquellos años cuando quemamos
Cuando meábamos la realidad
Yo llené tus bolsillos de fama y varos
Te dormiste en tu gloria y tu vanidad
Te enredaste con los batos mas ingratos
Mala sangre
Para hacerme mal
Traicionaste sin medida a la banda tan querida
Y todo su ritual
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero no mi blues
Te robaste mi confianza, pero no mi dignidad
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero no mi fe
Te robaste mi guitarra, pero sigo en pie
Lyrics translation
You stole my guitar, but not my blues.
You stole my trust, but not my dignity.
You stole my guitar, but not my faith.
You stole my guitar, but I'm still standing.
You got tangled up in the most ungrateful robes
Bad blood, to make me bad
You betrayed without measure the band so dear
And all his ritual
And you said to trust your word
And in your honesty
And you swore to be loyal and assumed you were my carnal
And it wasn't true
Those years when we burned
When we were pissing reality
I filled your pockets with fame and sticks
You fell asleep in your glory and Vanity
You got tangled up in the most ungrateful robes
Bad blood
To hurt me
You betrayed without measure the band so dear
And all his ritual
You stole my guitar, but not my blues.
You stole my trust, but not my dignity.
You stole my guitar, but not my faith.
You stole my guitar, but I'm still standing.