Official Music Video
Lake Of Fire by Nirvana
Lyrics & Translation
English
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Lake Of Fire by Nirvana
Lake Of Fire* (original Nirvana)
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the Fourth of July
Lake Of Fire (traducción LyricVerse Team)
¿Adónde van los malos cuando mueren?
No van al cielo donde los ángeles vuelan
Van a un lago de fuego y se fríen
Los veré de nuevo hasta el Cuatro de Julio
Conocí a una dama que venía de Duluth
Mordida por un perro con un diente rabioso
Fue a su tumba demasiado pronto
Se fue aullando en la luna amarilla
¿Adónde van los malos cuando mueren?
No van al cielo donde los ángeles vuelan
Van a un lago de fuego y se fríen
Los veré de nuevo hasta el Cuatro de Julio
La gente llora y la gente gime
Buscan un lugar seco al que llamar su hogar
Intentan encontrar un lugar para descansar sus huesos
Mientras los ángeles y los demonios intentan hacerlos suyos
¿Adónde van los malos cuando mueren?
No van al cielo donde los ángeles vuelan
Van a un lago de fuego y se fríen
Los veré de nuevo hasta el Cuatro de Julio
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