Sokez – Mt. Coronado

Sokez – Mt. Coronado Lyrics

Artist: Sokez
Song: Mt. Coronado

La noche meno’ fría, mora de la morería
Leía el futuro, lo predecía
La boca má’ bonita del mundo besó la mía
Y miramo’ al mundo mientra’ moría

Dame del veneno de tu’ sacái’ moreno’
Pisando el terreno, del Dios del trueno
Mientras ordeno que esculpa el rostro de Jesús en el suelo
Enfrentándose al rey sol, mirándose de pleno

Toda la vida meti’o en lo malo
Todo’ lo’ día’ parecían regalos
Porque respiraban y sembraban grano
Y tenían a su familia, a todo’ alimentados

Desde el Monte Corona’o al Cañón del Colora’o
El cañón en la mano y el otro encañona’o
Con el mono del jaco y el bracito pincha’o
Pensando en otra micra, otro bolso roba’o

Estoy creando terreno pa’ los desterra’os
Y si tu creas algo ante’ me has mira’o
Estamo’ convirtiendo en diamante el carbón tira’o
Pa’ hacerle pendiente’ a la’ gitana’ del pobla’o

A los que llevan escuchando desde siempre
Que no dejen de escucharme si me quieren, Brujas, Gante, Amberes
Naces, luchas, luchas, mueres
Cazan tigres por su’ pieles

Matarilerilera, en la calle está lloviendo
Venga dile’ la verdad, que por dentro está’ muriendo
Por los ojos sale na’, pero el corazón es negro
Y te puede’ envenenar, bienvenidos a mi entierro

Y si no hay salida sal por la ventana
Esto no e’ una vida, es una moto trucada
Buscando en la herida a ver si algo me sana
Buscando los círculos de la kiada

Mishana me sana tu mano en mi cara
Mishana, ay, mi sultana [Ay
Ay, mi sultana [Ouh]
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Mt. Coronado Lyrics – English Translation

The Night ‘Cold, Mora de la Muerte
She read the future, predicted
The Mala ‘Boca of the world kissed mine
And miramo ‘to the world while’ dying

Give me from the poison of your ‘Sacái’ Moreno ‘
Stepping on the ground, from the god of thunder
While ordering that Jesus’ face sculptures on the ground
Facing the Sun King, looking at full

All life put on the bad
All ‘the’ day ‘looked like gifts
Because they were breathing and sowed grain
And they had their family, all ‘fed

From Mount Corona’o to the Canyon del Colora’o
The cannon in hand and the other buntona’o
With the Jaco Monkey and the Bracito Pincha’o
Thinking of another microw, another bag Roba’o

I am creating ground for the expenditure
And if you believe something before ‘you have mirado
Stamia ‘turning the coal in diamond shoot
To make it pending ‘to the’ gypsy ‘of the popla’o

Those who have always listened to
Do not stop listening to me if they love me, witches, Ghent, Antwerp
Noces, struggles, struggles, you die
Hunt tigers for his’ skins

Matilerilera, on the street is raining
Come tell him ‘the truth, which inside is’ dying
By eyes leaves na ‘, but the heart is black
And you can ‘poison, welcome to my burial

And if there is no output salt out the window
This is not a life, it’s a tricky bike
Looking at the wound to see if something healthy
Looking for the circles of the Kiada

Mishana I saten your hand on my face
Mishana, ay, my sultana [ay
Oh, my Sultana [Ouh]
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Sokez Lyrics – Mt. Coronado

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From the album:
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Release Year: 2017