The Cult - Breathe - Letra traducida en español

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I donand't wanna be myself
yeah, baby, i just wanna run
you gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe
whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe
straight into the sun, oh
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
I shot the sun
this tear of god
i shot the sun, baby
I donand't wanna be myself
well, baby, i just wanna run, oh
you gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe
whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe
straight into the sun
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
I shot the sun, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
this tear of god, this tear of god
i shot the sun, baby, oh
this tear of god
A fact of life for all to see
that every heartand's a part of me
a fact of life for all to see
that every heartand's a part of me
Whoa, whoa yeah, yeah, whoa yeah
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
And i shot the sun
and i shot the sun
and i shot the sun, baby
and i shot the sun, oh yeah
Breathe you bastard, breathe
fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

The Cult

I donand't quiero ser yo mismo 
sí, nena, yo sólo quiero correr 
tienes que respirar, cabrón, respirar 
Whoa sí, respirar, cabrón, respirar 
directamente al sol, oh 
Cincuenta y cinco mil flores para el héroe 
esparcidos a sus pies para satisfacer su ego 
cincuenta y cinco mil flores para el héroe 
esparcidos a sus pies para satisfacer su ego 
Tiré el sol 
Este desgarro del dios 
tiré al sol, baby 
I donand't quiero ser yo mismo 
Bueno, nena, sólo quiero correr, oh 
tienes que respirar, cabrón, respirar 
Whoa sí, respirar, cabrón, respirar 
directamente en el sol 
Cincuenta y cinco mil flores para el héroe 
esparcidos a sus pies para satisfacer su ego 
cincuenta y cinco mil flores para el héroe 
esparcidos a sus pies para satisfacer su ego 
Tiré el sol, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
esta lágrima de Dios, esta lágrima de dios 
tiré al sol, baby, oh 
Este desgarro del dios 
Un hecho de la vida para que todos lo vean 
que cada heartand es una parte de mí 
un hecho de vida para que todos lo vean 
que cada heartand es una parte de mí 
Espera, espera, sí, sí, sí Whoa 
Cincuenta y cinco mil flores para el héroe 
esparcidos a sus pies para satisfacer su ego <

Letra 'Breathe' de 'The Cult' traducida al español