Текст и перевод песни Romeo Santos - Que Se Mueran

Que Se Mueran

Andan murmurando que lo nuestro no es debido
Y le faltan el respeto sin derecho
A nuestro amor
Por cuestion social y diferencia en las edades
Estos tontos ignorantes
No me quiere ver contigo
No tienen razon
Esto no es correcto y si se arrepienten no merecen penitencia
Por que en el amor
No hay economia ni nada precisa pa que dos se quieran
Que se mueran los incredulos envidiosos si nos tronchan el destino
No, No lo dude una lengua venenosa es mas mortal que un cuchillo
Que caigan todos en un abismo
Si es que no aceptan nuestro idilio
Que demonios importa el status economico
si el alma no tiene valor
Que tu tienes 30 y yo apenas 24, son numeritos que fastidio
No tienen Razon
Esto no es correcto y si se arrepienten no merecen penitencia
Por que en el amor
No hay economia ni nada precisa pa que dos se quieran
Que se mueran los incredulos envidiosos si nos tronchan el destino
No, No lo dude una lengua venenosa es mas mortal que un cuchillo
Que caigan todos en un abismo
Si es que no aceptan nuestro idilio
Sigan criticando, sigan hablando
Just Remember one thing,
The King, stays king!
Le gusta mi bachata amiguita?
Nuestro amor no es fugas ni pasa tiempo
Es Valiente muy estable si complejos
Y asi, nos critican a los 2
Total en fin Que los perdone Dios
Que se mueran los incredulos envidiosos si nos tronchan el destino
No, No lo dude una lengua venenosa es mas mortal que un cuchillo
Que caigan todos en un abismo
Si es que no aceptan nuestro idilio
Que se ahoguen con su odio en el lado de la envidia y la malicia
Y que la vida los maldiga si no me quieren ver contigo
You need this in your life!
Keep Talking

Let Them Die

They murmur that our love is not right
Disrespecting it without any right
To our love
Due to social issues and the age gap
These ignorant fools
Don't want to see me with you
They're wrong
This is not right, and if they repent, they deserve no forgiveness
Because in love
There's no economy, nothing is needed for two to love each other
Let the envious unbelievers die if they try to break our destiny
No, don't doubt it, a venomous tongue is more deadly than a knife
May they all fall into an abyss
If they don't accept our love story
What the hell does economic status matter
If the soul has no value?
That you're 30 and I'm barely 24, these are just annoying numbers
They're wrong
This is not right, and if they repent, they deserve no forgiveness
Because in love
There's no economy, nothing is needed for two to love each other
Let the envious unbelievers die if they try to break our destiny
No, don't doubt it, a venomous tongue is more deadly than a knife
May they all fall into an abyss
If they don't accept our love story
Keep criticizing, keep talking
Just Remember one thing,
The King, stays king!
Do you like my bachata, my dear?
Our love is not fleeting or a pastime
It's brave, very stable, without complexities
And so, they criticize us both
In the end, may God forgive them
Let the envious unbelievers die if they try to break our destiny
No, don't doubt it, a venomous tongue is more deadly than a knife
May they all fall into an abyss
If they don't accept our love story
May they drown with their hatred in the sea of envy and malice
And may life curse them if they don't want to see me with you
You need this in your life!
Keep Talking