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Malas Intenciones
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Malas intenciones las que tuve ayer
El viejo borracho me lo volvió a hacer
se enfadó conmigo, me empezó a pegar
me tiró a su cama y temblé
El tiempo, testigo de mi humillación
y mi piel ajena fue mi protección.
Día a día el cielo se olvidó de mí
El horror que tuve llegó hasta su fin
Algo bien profundo sale afuera a estallar
y perdí el rumbo, me quebré y clavé el puñal
Sangró...brotó el odio de su piel
Sintió... cómo lo añoraba
Hay juegos que queman y personas que hacen mal
Un amor podrido nunca tiene funeral.
Quedé intranquila por mi libertad
Pensé en fugarme, pensé en escapar
Además del daño, ahora un crimen pesa en mí
Con tan pocos años, no quiero sentirme así.
Algo bien profundo sale afuera a estallar
y perdí el rumbo, me quebré y clavé el puñal
Sangró...brotó el odio de su piel
Sintió... cómo lo añoraba
Malas Intenciones
Malas Intenciones
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Bad Intentions
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Bad intentions were my only friend
Angry and drunk was my old man again
He got mad at me, he began to hit
He threw me in his bed and I cried
Time was a witness of my disgreace
Nothing but my skin kept me safe
Night and day heaven ignores me
Hell comes home and then it leaves me
Something very deep was coming out to explode
And I lost my way I just snapped and sticked the knife
He blend
Heatred came out of his skin
He senced
How much I wanted it
There are games that burn and some people get you hurt
Rotten love should never ever get a funeral
I was uneasy ´bout my cirscumstence
Thought about scaping, leave it all behind
Above the hurting now a crime wheights on me
With so few years only I don´t want to feel like this
Something very deep was coming out to explode
And I lost my way I just snapped and sticked the knife
He blend
Heatred came out of his skin
He senced
How much I wanted it
Malas intenciones
Malas intenciones
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Más Intenções
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Más intenções que eu tive ontem
O velho bêbado me fez isso de outra vez
Ele ficou bravo começou a me bater
me jogou na cama e eu tremi
O tempo, testemunha da minha humilhação
e minha pele estranha foi minha proteção.
Dia após dia o céu esqueceu de mim
O horror que eu tive chegou ao fim
Algo bem profundo sai fora para estourar
e eu perdi caminho, eu quebrei e enfiei o punhal
sangrou ...brotou o ódio de sua pele
Ele sentiu... como eu ansiava
Há jogos que queimam e pessoas que fazem mal
Um amor podre nunca tem um funeral
Eu fiquei inquieta com a minha liberdade
Eu pensei em fugir, pensei em voar
Além do dano, agora um crime pesa sobre mim
Com tão poucos anos, não quero me sentir assim
Algo bem profundo sai fora para estourar
e eu perdi meu caminho, eu quebrei e enfiei o punhal
sangrou ...brotou o ódio de sua pele
Ele sentiu ... como eu ansiava
Malas Intenciones
Malas intenciones
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Fuente Mixta Buenos Aires, Argentina
Fuente Mixta is a musical underground project from Argentina that debuts with its first EP "Malas Intenciones" (Bad Intentions). It's a dark Bossa with versions in three languages: English, Portuguese and Spanish.
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