Pura Sangre
Se recorre el escenario cien mil veces sin parar
Tiene aspecto de malvado y a la vez de colegial.
Gesticula con descaro, provocando tu reacción,
y se quita la corbata o se baja el pantalón.
Te hace vibrar y enloquecer
Te hace cantar "Highway to hell"
Un dios del rock, puro metal
Sin concesión, Oh yeah!
Dime tú, dime tú quién
ha inspirado esta imagen
Dime tú, dime tú quién
es un pura sangre.
Aunque no tiene apariencia para ser un cazador
nos convierte en su presa, nos captura sin dolor.
Te conducirá al infierno, sus campanas sonaran
El cañón escupe fuego, saludando al personal.
Noche de Rock, un pabellón
Chorros de luz, watios de "Blues"
Chicos del rock, puños en flor
alrededor de su Dios!
Dime tú, dime tú quién
ha inspirado esta imagen
Dime tú, dime tú quién
es un pura sangre.
(Solo)
Noche de Rock, un pabellón
Chorros de luz, watios de "Blues"
Chicos del rock, puños en flor
alrededor de su Dios!
Dime tú, dime tú quién
ha inspirado esta imagen
Dime tú, dime tú quién
es un pura sangre.
(x3)
Pure Blood
He runs the stage a hundred thousand times without stopping
Looks like a villain and a schoolboy at the same time.
He gestures boldly, provoking your reaction,
and loosens his tie or drops his pants.
He makes you vibrate and lose your mind
He makes you sing "Highway to Hell"
A rock god, pure metal
No compromises, Oh yeah!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
Though he doesn’t look like a hunter
he turns us into his prey, captures us without pain.
He’ll lead you to hell, his bells will ring
The cannon spits fire, greeting the crowd.
Rock night, a venue
Flashes of light, watts of blues
Rock kids, fists in bloom
around their God!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
(Solo)
Rock night, a venue
Flashes of light, watts of blues
Rock kids, fists in bloom
around their God!
Tell me, tell me who
inspired this image
Tell me, tell me who
is a pure blood.
(x3)