Текст и перевод песни Maquiavelia - Las Momias de Guanajuato

Las Momias de Guanajuato

Cuenta la leyenda
Y un tiempo infeliz
Que la peste dio y la que empezo y morir
Fueron animados
Fueron olvidados
Murieron axficciados
Que terror
Fueron exumados
Comen cada espanto
Y solo este canto se escucho

Somos las momias
Somos las momias
Somos las momias
Somos las momias
Somos las momias (guanajuato)
Somos las momias (guanajuato)
Somos las momias (guanajuato)
Somos las momias (guanajuato)

Sabias que tu tatatatarabuelo me enterro vivo
Yo aun no estaba muerto
Pues la peste
El colera morbus de
Me dejo en estado cataleptico
Y por si las dudas y sin mas remordimientos
Me arrojaron en un. ollo
En. un cajon
Ahora he regresado a vengarme
Y claro por su puesto vengo a buscar a mi novia

Ya va. subiendo al callejon
La momia canta rumbo estrombon
Con su guitarra y cruenda voz
La serenata el comenzo
Pero su canto no le ayudo
Y. un macetazo el recivio
Viene bajando del callejon
La momia planta lloro y lloro

Pero no te acuerdas de mi Eudiges
Amor mio si eres la misma imagen de tu. tatatatarabuelo
Esos ojasos negros
No los puedo olvidar

Ya va. subiendo al callejon
La momia canta rumbo estrombon
Con su guitarra y cruenda voz
La serenata el comenzo
Pero su canto no le ayudo
Y. un macetazo el recivio
Viene bajando del callejon
La momia planta lloro y lloro

Por los callejones. las veras venir
Y desde las tumbas las veras salir

Mummies of Guanajuato

Legend tells
And a sad time
That the plague came and those who died
Were excited
Were forgotten
Died suffocated
What horror
Were exhumed
They eat every scare
And only this song was heard

We are the mummies
We are the mummies
We are the mummies
We are the mummies
We are the mummies (Guanajuato)
We are the mummies (Guanajuato)
We are the mummies (Guanajuato)
We are the mummies (Guanajuato)

Did you know your great-great-great-grandfather buried me alive?
I wasn't dead yet
Because the plague
The Cholera Morbus of
Left me in a cataleptic state
And just in case, and without any remorse
They threw me in a pit
In a box
Now I'm back to get revenge
And of course, I'm here to find my fiancée

He's already going up the alleyway
The mummy is singing a trombone
With his guitar and cruel voice
He started the serenade
But his song didn't help him
And he was hit with a flowerpot
He's coming down the alleyway
The mummy stops, cries and cries

But don't you remember me, Eudiges?
My love, you're the spitting image of your great-great-great-grandfather
Those big black eyes
I can't forget them

He's already going up the alleyway
The mummy is singing a trombone
With his guitar and cruel voice
He started the serenade
But his song didn't help him
And he was hit with a flowerpot
He's coming down the alleyway
The mummy stops, cries and cries

You'll see them coming through the alleys
And from the tombs you'll see them coming out