Guns N Roses - Dead Flowers
Translated lyrics of Guns N Roses - Dead Flowers to Español
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Dead Flowers
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
I never thought I'd ever be alone
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave.
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Publicado el: 2010-01-26 00:31:03 por panzas
Flores Marchitas
Bueno cuando estabas sentada ahí en tu silla tapizada de seda
Hablándole a algún muchacho rico que conocías
Bueno espero que no me veas en mi compañía andrajosa
Nunca pensé que estaría solo
Derríbame pequeña Susie, derríbame
Yo sé que piensas que eres la reina del clandestino
Y puedes enviarme flores marchitas cada mañana
Envíame flores marchitas por correo
Envíame flores marchitas a mi boda
Y no me olvidaré de ponerte rosas en tu tumba
Bueno cuando estés sentada de vuelta en tu Cadillac rosado
Haciendo apuestas en el Día del Derby de Kentucky
Ah, estaré en mi sótano con una aguja y una cuchara
Y otra chica que me aleje el dolor
Derríbame pequeña Susie, derríbame
Yo sé que piensas que eres la reina del clandestino
Y puedes enviarme flores marchitas cada mañana
Envíame flores marchitas por correo
Envíame flores marchitas a mi boda
Y no me olvidaré de ponerte rosas en tu tumba
Derríbame pequeña Susie, derríbame
Yo sé que piensas que eres la reina del clandestino
Y puedes enviarme flores marchitas cada mañana
Envíame flores marchitas por correo
Envíame flores marchitas a mi boda
Y no me olvidaré de ponerte rosas en tu tumba
No, no me olvidaré de ponerte rosas en tu tumba.
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