U2 - Silver And Gold
Translated lyrics of U2 - Silver And Gold to Español
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- Silver And Gold
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Silver And Gold
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fell down
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's chained to the ground
Chained to the ground
The warden said
The exit is sold
If you want a way out
Silver and gold
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence, it's crawling
It crawls under the door
There's a rope around my neck
And there's a trigger in your gun
Jesus say something
I am someone, I am someone
I am someone
Captain and kings
In the ships hold
They came to collect
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Seen the coming and going
Seen them captains and the kings
See them navy blue uniforms
See them bright and shiny things
Bright shiny things
The temperature is rising
The fever white hot
Mister, I ain't got nothing
But it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
Inside the free
Set them free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
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Publicado el: 2010-01-25 18:31:03 por panzas
Plata Y Oro
en la casa mierdera una escopeta
manos oradoras me contienen
solo el cazador fue cazado
en este pueblo
este pueblo
no hay estrellas en la noche negra
parece que el cielo se cayo
no hay sol en el dia
parece que esta encadenado al suelo
encadenado al suelo
el alcalde dijo
la salida esta vendida
si quieres una salida
plata y oro
roto de nuevo al techo
grito al silencio, se esta arrastrando
se arrastra bajo la puerta
hay una cuerda alrededor de mi cuello
y hay un gatillo en tu arma
jesus di algo
soy alguien, soy alguien
soy alguien
capitanes y reyes
en los barcos
vienen a colectar
plata y oro
plata y oro
vistos venir y yendo
vistos los capitanes y reyes
vistos con sus uniformes
vistos brillosos y cosas brillosas
cosas brillantes
la temperatura esta subiendo
la fiebre caliente
señor, no tengo nada
pero es mas de lo que tienes
no los grilletes a mis pies
afuera están los prisioneros
dentro de lo libre
liberalos
liberalos
premia el peleador en la esquina dicha
pega donde duele
plata y oro
plata y oro
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