Letra 'Coming down' de 'The Cult' traducida al español

You dirty hippie girl,your soft lips make me swirl
i despise all of your lies
iand'm not the prodigal son, iand'm not the chosen one
iand'm just a man with good intention...
Your horses terrify me, i canand't work out why
the things you say, are not o.k.
iand'm not the prodigal son, iand'm not the chosen one
why canand't you decide, when you chastise me
Iand'm coming down, coming down, you baptise me
i donand't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue
spoken loud. iand'm coming down iand'm coming down
you baptise me i donand't wanna drown yeah your
drug tongue spoken loud
Your dying flowers stink, they smell like rotten
ink, from a poison pen so i wrote on your head
just how deep youand'll go, from which you came and donand't you know
whoa innocence, your winterand's so harsh in your heart
Iand'm coming down, coming down, you baptise me
i donand't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue
spoken loud. iand'm coming down iand'm coming down
you baptise me i donand't wanna drown yeah your
drug tongue spoken loud
Pushin me harder
pushin me harder
pushin me harder
iand'm coming down i donand't wanna drown
your drug tongueand's spoken loud