Séptimo tema de 'Camarones Inferno', mi primer "disco" a base de pamplinas generadas con Inteligencia Artificial.

Activa los subtítulos 😜

- Letra -

In the dimness of the oven, you were born alone,
An orphaned croquette, in the forgotten dough.
Condemned to darkness, in a cold and cruel world,
Your fate sealed in oil, under a paper sky.

Oh lost croquette, in the fryer's mist,
Your ephemeral life, a shadow in the grave.
In the realm of Doom, your lament will resonate,
A funereal melody, in the night it will lead.

No one mourns you, no one seeks you,
Only silence accompanies your abrupt departure.
Your crispy skin, now dissolves,
In the abyss of the pan, your soul displaced.

Oh lost croquette, in the fryer's mist,
Your ephemeral life, a shadow in the grave.
In the realm of Doom, your lament will resonate,
A funereal melody, in the night it will lead.

In the mortal feast, they consume you without mercy,
Your fragility devoured, in the darkness.
But in eternity, you will find solace,
In the eternal banquet, by the eternal fire.

Oh lost croquette, in the fryer's mist,
Your ephemeral life, a shadow in the grave.
In the realm of Doom, your lament will resonate,
A funereal melody, in the night it will lead.

свернуть