| One teaspoon of howlin' at the moon
| Una cucharadita de aullidos a la luna
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| Two cups full of morning gloom
| Dos copas llenas de melancolía matinal
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| A pinch of thought
| Una pizca de pensamiento
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| My heart is wracked and rot
| Mi corazón está destrozado y podrido
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| Gently blend, you wish that you had not
| Mezcle suavemente, desearía no haberlo hecho
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| Oh you wish that you had not
| Oh, desearías no haberlo hecho
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| You wish that you had not
| Desearías no haberlo hecho
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| Colorbloods, that’s what we were
| Colorbloods, eso es lo que éramos
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| Sparkling ones, that’s what we were
| Espumosos, eso es lo que éramos
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| A half a pound of fever-lovin' bound
| Media libra de un límite para los amantes de la fiebre
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| A single ounce of wiltin' in the ground
| Una sola onza de marchitamiento en el suelo
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| Salt from tears for heartache through your years
| Sal de las lágrimas por el dolor de corazón a través de tus años
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| Mix and stir, you wish you would not fear
| Mezcle y revuelva, desearía no tener miedo
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| Oh you wish you would not fear
| Oh, desearías no tener miedo
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| You wish you would not fear
| Desearías no tener miedo
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| Colorbloods, that’s what we were
| Colorbloods, eso es lo que éramos
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| Sparkling ones, that’s what we were
| Espumosos, eso es lo que éramos
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| Colorbloods we were
| Colorbloods éramos
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| Oh yeh, colorbloods we were | Oh sí, colorbloods éramos |