Idioma Origen:
Ok mexico city, lets get together baby...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
lets go mexico
yeah, yeah, you´re in the right men
from the album ride the lightning
for whom the bell tolls, ha...
hey, hey, hey, hey... c´mon...
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
constant chill deep inside
shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
on the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
for a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
suffered wounds test there their pride
men of five, still alive through the raging glow
gone insane from the pain that they surely know
for whom the bell tolls
time marches on
what is its?
for whom the bell tolls
take a look to the sky just before you die
is the last time he will
blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
he hears the silence so loud
crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see
for whom the bell tolls
time marches on
give it to me
for whom the bell tolls
fucked...
Idioma Destino:
Ok mexico city, lets get together baby...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
hey, hey, hey, hey...
lets go mexico
yeah, yeah, you´re in the right men
from the album ride the lightning
for whom the bell tolls, ha...
hey, hey, hey, hey... c´mon...
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
constant chill deep inside
shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
on the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
for a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
suffered wounds test there their pride
men of five, still alive through the raging glow
gone insane from the pain that they surely know
for whom the bell tolls
time marches on
what is its?
for whom the bell tolls
take a look to the sky just before you die
is the last time he will
blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
he hears the silence so loud
crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see
for whom the bell tolls
time marches on
give it to me
for whom the bell tolls
fucked...