Dalia Negra - Translation
Chorus
It is a flower, a look, a heart, a feeling
Where a fire is born and a downpour puts it out
A song that is dedicated to a love that is not sincere
Transforming my soul, destroying thoughts
It is a flower, a look, a heart, a feeling
Where a fire is born and a downpour puts it out
A song that is dedicated to a love that is not sincere
Transforming my soul, destroying thoughts
Verse 1
While I travel in regret in a sea of sufferings
Remembering the love and words that were taken by the wind
The promises you made, I was no longer part of your story
But you didn't want this, you wanted someone else
My love you did not value, Cupid was watching you
We had a few shots, and I put my dreams into practice
Dreams that you took away, the pain is still growing
Like a leaf you burned me and created this hell
A tear on my face, a body that is already dead
A pain that, like water, is needed in every temple
A rage that transforms and makes you insane
Between desired beings and others that are just a story
In silhouettes I reflect you in the distance from my boat
As always, a sailor the waves are dragging
Without fear of a downpour, when my heart beats lightning is heard
My heart never fades and if it does it's because of the damage
It's a flower already withered, a heart dead inside
Where there is a straw tail, do not approach that fire
A song that is dedicated to that love that I still want
Nightmares give me strength and memories I still have
It is a flower that is burned, it was not watered by time
Because he was forgotten by the one who loved him
A song that is dedicated to the one who lives this
We do not die for love, that arrow is not made of steel
Chorus
It is a flower, a look, a heart, a feeling
Where a fire is born and a downpour puts it out
A song that is dedicated to a love that is not sincere
Transforming my soul, destroying thoughts
It is a flower, a look, a heart, a feeling
Where a fire is born and a downpour puts it out
A song that is dedicated to a love that is not sincere
Transforming my soul, destroying thoughts
Verse 2
Cold days without your company and at night I talk to myself
I am protected by the memories of my daughter who is my strength
Her smile gives me strength, even if it's only in photos
The worst thing is that you push her away and take my treasure
What is worth gold to me, you treat it like a game
In bills and lust, because you only want that
Worth the money, not the process of a home and family
I represent the warriors who miss their bibles
Between laughter, between games, you take up time in my memory
A love for the little ones, melody of silence
A love dying of rage and fucking jealousy
In a depraved world only to rap I feel sick
This letter is a cry and also a suffering
Between torn pages slow-burn surgery
Neither the drinks nor the vices of anaesthesia served me
Only blood on pentagram and this sick man's poem
It is a game and not for many, an arrow that breaks
Shots with cupid, he told me it's pure copper
Sweet but a liar and then only a man loses
Between defined dreams, heart behind bars
Like poker as you go up you also see the downs
Hearts that unite, while others are already broken
Between thorn gardens with battered stems
A love for the speakers and cupid has heard me