Lyrics Sr. Chinarro – Cobarde

Cobarde Lyrics – Sr. Chinarro

Singer: Sr. Chinarro
Title: Cobarde

A esperar la muerte con el arpa
Como cuentan que esperó Nerón
Viendo cómo ardía Roma
Y tú en qué ciudad, qué show

Has jugado con los sentimientos
Solamente por diversión
Creyendo que eran un pobre invento
De una canción de amor

Pero existe
El amor existe
Se acabó tu chiste
Te ha faltado fe

Por cobarde
Has llegado tarde
Siempre haciendo alardes
De un cinismo cruel

Decías que somos marionetas
En manos de los demás
Ninguna teoría de once cuerdas se lía más
Más que tú y la que has liado

El enredo es monumental
Entretente pues con el ovillo
Es tu títere final
Aunque existe

El amor existe
Cuando lo tuviste
Lo dejaste arder
Por cobarde

Se te ha hecho tarde
Siempre haciendo alardes
De un cinismo cruel
Egoísta e infantil

Y sin ganas de vivir
Esa es tu cantinela
No insistas
Para ti la enhorabuena

Sigue con el arpa, artista
Pero existe
El amor existe
Se acabó tu chiste

Te ha faltado fe
Por cobarde
Se te ha hecho tarde
Siempre haciendo alardes

De un cinismo cruel
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Cobarde – English Translation

To wait for death with the harp
As they say that Nero expected
Seeing how Rome burned
And you in which city, what show

You have played with feelings
Only for fun
Believing they were a poor invention
Of a love song

But it exists
The love exist
Your joke is over
Faith has lacked

For cowardly
You have arrived late
Always doing displays
Of a cruel cynicism

You said we are puppets
In the hands of others
No eleven strings theory is more
More than you and the one you have lied

The tangle is monumental
So much with the ball
Is your final puppet
Although it exists

The love exist
When you had it
You let it burn
For cowardly

You have been late
Always doing displays
Of a cruel cynicism
Selfish and childish

And without wanting to live
That is your canteen
Do not insist
For you the congratulations

Keep with the harp, artist
But it exists
The love exist
Your joke is over

Faith has lacked
For cowardly
You have been late
Always doing displays

Of a cruel cynicism
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Lyrics Sr. Chinarro – Cobarde

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