Odio En La Sangre
Julio Jaramillo
Hatred In The Blood
Don't look at me anymore,
you hurt me;
I'm no longer interested in your affection.
You are a bad woman,
you have no soul,
you don't deserve anyone
to love you.
When you love
you don't ask for anything;
when you love
only the soul is enough;
and you, bad woman,
traded for money
your body and soul,
without thinking of God.
For having hurt
my feelings,
I condemn you
to my contempt;
cruel and treacherous
you were with my love,
stabbing a dagger
in my heart.
What great hatred,
runs through my veins,
for having loved
with such passion...
For having hurt
my feelings,
I condemn you
to my contempt;
cruel and treacherous
you were with my love,
stabbing a dagger
in my heart.
What great hatred,
runs through my veins,
for having loved
with such passion...
Don't look at me anymore,
don't look at me anymore.
