Emis Killa "Linda" lyrics

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Linda

[Ritornello]Me gusta bere Tequila e matar mi vida con Linda fino a mañanaSoy loco per esta chica, sembra una bimba ma ora quei gringo mi sparanoAndale, andale, andaleMi madre que grida al telefono: llámame, llámame, llámame

[Strofa 1]Mi sono innamorato di una chica locaLa classica bambina con cui non si giocaMi avevano avvertito e sono stato idiotaCon quel vestito bianco mi sembrava innocuaPensavo avrei vissuto bene assieme a leiMa per stare con Linda servono i cojonesQuando vorrei dormire all'alba delle seiLinda mi tiene sveglio, niente buenas nochesDovrei lasciarla, porta solo guaiMa ne sono schiavo, penso solo a noiQuando è fine settimanaCi uniamo tutta la mañanaCi uniamo tutta la mañanaSognando di scappare prima o poiDi partire per non ritornare mai e lasciarci tutti dietroHasta luego

[Ritornello]Me gusta bere Tequila e matar mi vida con Linda fino a mañanaSoy loco per esta chica, sembra una bimba ma ora quei gringo mi sparanoAndale, andale, andaleMi madre que grida al telefono: llámame, llámame, llámame

Strofa 2]Per te farei di tutto mami stai conmigoIo che ero un bravo chico ora sono un bandidoSo che finirò male come ogni tuo tipoChe sia finito in cella oppure desaparecidoOra che per la calle parlano di noiSe sento le sirene corro come PabloCome ogni uomo immerso nei pensieri suoiNon parlo molto ma più sto con te più habloCon te neanche del diablo tengo miedoMa ora quei gringo mi sparano dietro e mi gridano: cabrón, stai fermo, te matoE adesso che mi hanno beccato mi sa che sono fatto per davveroChiuso dentro queste sbarre senza amigos e senza dinero e ancora te quiero

[Ritornello]Me gusta bere Tequila e matar mi vida con Linda fino a mañanaSoy loco per esta chica, sembra una bimba ma ora quei gringo mi sparanoAndale, andale, andaleMi madre que grida al telefono: llámame, llámame, llámameMe gusta bere Tequila e matar mi vida con Linda fino a mañanaSoy loco per esta chica, sembra una bimba ma ora quei gringo mi sparanoAndale, andale, andaleMi madre que grida al telefono: llámame, llámame, llámame

Linda

I like to drink tequila and to kill my life with Linda until morningI'm crazy about her, she looks like a child, but now those gringos1 are shooting at meCome on, come on, come onMy mother yelling on the phone: call me, call me, call me

I fell in love with a crazy girlThe typical kid you shouldn't be playing withThey warned me, I was a foolWith her white dress she looked so innocentI thought I would have lived well together with herBut to be with Linda, you need guts2When I want to sleep at 6 amLinda keeps me awake, no good nightI should break up with her, she's troubleBut I'm addicted to her, I only think about usWhen weekend comesWe gather all the morning longWe gather all the morning longDreaming of running away eventuallyOf going away and never come back, leaving everyone behindBye bye

I like to drink tequila and to kill my life with Linda until morningI'm crazy about her, she looks like a child, but now those gringos are shooting at meCome on, come on, come onMy mother yelling on the phone: call me, call me, call me

I would do anything for you, honey, be with meI was a good guy, now I'm a criminalI know this will end up badly for me, like for every one of your exesWhether I'm in prison or disappearedNow that they talk about us on the streetIf I hear the sirens, I run like PabloLike every man with his head in the cloudsI don't talk often, but the more I'm with you, the more I talkI don't even fear the Devil when I'm with youBut now those gringos are shooting me from behind yelling: "Stop, arsehole, I'm going to kill you"And now they got me, I think I'm actually highLocked up behind these bars without friends or money, I still love you

I like to drink tequila and to kill my life with Linda until morningI'm crazy about her, she looks like a child, but now those gringos are shooting at meCome on, come on, come onMy mother yelling on the phone: call me, call me, call meI like to drink tequila and to kill my life with Linda until morningI'm crazy about her, she looks like a child, but now those gringos are shooting at meCome on, come on, come onMy mother yelling on the phone: call me, call me, call me

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