The Mars Volta

The Mars Volta - L'Via L'Viaquez lyrics

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L' Via 

Hija de Miranda 

Tu Apellido se cambio 

L' Via 

Sin Ojos me quieres dar 

Una historia sin mi madre 

Solo tengo que decirte 

El dolor de noche dice 

Solo se quedo el vestido 

Le lave la sangre 



L' Via 

No dejes de descansar 

En la calle caminas 

Quien te va a perseguir 

L' Via 

Te quieren matar 

Dientes de Machete 

Cabezas de gallo 



L' Via 

Durmiendo en paz 

Abre los ojos 

Todo cambiara 

L' Via 

Sonado de venganza 

Y yo te lo juro 

Lo van a pagar 

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain 

The ones they tightly wrapped in tape 

In her eraser sang the guilty 

As it made the best mistakes 

And with every body that I find 

And with every claymore that they mine 

I won't forget who I'm looking for 

Oh mother help me I'm looking for 



L ' Via 

Hija de Miranda 

Tu apellido se cambio 

L' Via 

Sin ojos me quieres dar 

Una historia sin mi madre 

Solo tengo que decirte 

El dolor de noche dice 

Solo se quedo el vestido 

Le lave la sangre 



Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain 

The ones they tightly wrapped in tape 

In her eraser sang the guilty 

As it made the best mistakes 

And with every body that I find 

And with every claymore that they mine 

I won't forget who I'm looking for 

Oh mother help me I'm looking for 

Solo tengo 

Una hora 

Y me duermo 

Terminado 

Por veinte y cinco 

Anos pasaron 

Siguen los cuerpos 

Aqui temblando 

Tome la sangre 

Comi el cuerpo 

Mis lagrimas 

Quiebra el espejo 



When all the worms come 

Crawlin out of your head 

Telling you 

Don't you be afraid 

When all the worms come 

Crawlin out of your head 

Telling you 

Don't you be afraid 



Blackmailed she fell off every mountain 

The ones they tightly wrapped in tape 

In her eraser sang the guilty 

As it made the best mistakes 

Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin 

Urgent plea of escape 

A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard 

Written in fingernail distaste 

And with every body that I find 

And with every claymore that they mine 

I won't forget who I'm looking for 

Oh mother help me I'm looking for



Blackmailed she fell off every mountain 

The ones they tightly wrapped in tape 

In her eraser sang the guilty 

As it made the best mistakes 

And with every body that I find 

And with every claymore that they mine 

I won't forget who I'm looking for 

Oh mother help me I'm looking for




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Language: Spanish

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