La Corriente
La Corriente
Para qué me sirve el alma,
si la tengo ya amargada,
si su vida idolatrada,
por traiciones la deje.
Para que sirve ser bueno,
si se rien en tu cara,
que me lleve la corriente,
que me lleve la corriente,
atráz no regresaré.
Es por eso que me miran,
arrastrando mi tiriteza,
buscando la puñalada,
que me borre su querer.
Para que sirve ser bueno,
si se ríen en tu cara,
que me lleve la corriente,
que me lleve la corriente,
atrás no regresaré.
Es por eso que me miran,
arrastrando mi tiriteza,
buscando la puñalada,
que me borre su querer.
Para que sirve ser bueno,
si se ríen en tu cara,
que me lleve la corriente,
que me lleve la corriente,
atrás no regresaré
The Current
The Current
What good is my soul,
if I already have it embittered,
if its idolized life,
I left it because of betrayals.
What good is it to be good,
if they laugh in your face,
let the current take me,
let the current take me,
I won't go back.
That's why they look at me,
dragging my sadness,
looking for the stab,
to erase their love.
What good is it to be good,
if they laugh in your face,
let the current take me,
let the current take me,
I won't go back.
That's why they look at me,
dragging my sadness,
looking for the stab,
to erase their love.
What good is it to be good,
if they laugh in your face,
let the current take me,
let the current take me,
I won't go back