Puñalada Trapera
Me estoy muriendo
Y tu, como si nada
Como si al verme
Te alegraras
De mi suerte
Que mal te hice?
Que no supiste
Perdonarme
Que mal te hice?
Que me pagas
Con la muerte
Me estoy muriendo
Por tu culpa
Por tu culpa
Si me engañabas
Con tus labios traicionera
La puñalada
Que me distes
Fue trapera
De esa se salva
Quien no tiene corazón
Que mala forma
De pegarle a un corazón
Me estoy muriendo
Por tu culpa
Por tu culpa
Si me engañabas
Con tus labios traicionera
La puñalada
Que me distes
Fue trapera
De esa se salva
Quien no tiene corazón
Que mala forma
De pegarle a un corazón
Treacherous Stab
I'm dying
And you, as if nothing
As if seeing me
You were happy
About my fate
What did I do wrong?
That you couldn't
Forgive me
What did I do wrong?
That you pay me
With death
I'm dying
Because of you
Because of you
If you were deceiving me
With your treacherous lips
The stab
You gave me
Was treacherous
One is saved from that
Who has no heart
What a bad way
To hit a heart
I'm dying
Because of you
Because of you
If you were deceiving me
With your treacherous lips
The stab
You gave me
Was treacherous
One is saved from that
Who has no heart
What a bad way
To hit a heart
Escrita por: Tomas Mendez