La Arrolladora Banda El Limon
La Arrolladora Banda El Limon - La Calabaza Engelse vertaling songtekst
Je score:
The Pumpkin
With one kiss from her mouth she put my love to dreaming The indian used to be passionate and now he suffers for love Her mouth tasted like an apple I still remember the flavor. The silly girl without memory has denied him because he's poor. It's like you leave taking away your scent An indian has saddened for matters of love. It's like you're fickle like a pumpkin anyone picks at you and you soon yield. It's like you're overcome with sentiments always and whenever there is money in the middle. But this indian has that which you don't value he has strong arms to pick himself up. And when he gets up he never picks up what has been picked up before. It's like you leave taking away your scent An indian has saddened for matters of love. It's like you're fickle like a pumpkin anyone picks at you and you soon yield. It's like you're overcome with sentiments always and whenever there is money in the middle. But this indian has that which you don't value he has strong arms to pick himself up. And when he gets up he never picks up what has been picked up before And when he gets up he never picks up what has been picked up before
La Calabaza
Con un beso de su boca Puso a soƱar mis amores El indio fue apasionado Y ahora sufre por amores Supo a manzana su boca Aun recuerdo sus sabores La tonta desmemoriada Lo a anhelado por ser pobre Como que te vas llevandote olores Siempre a estado un indio por cuestion de amores Como que eres falsa como calabaza Cualquiera te pica y tu alrato te rascas Como que te sobran, los sentimientos Siempre y cuando haya dinero por medio Pero este indio tiene lo que tu no vales Tiene brazos fuertes, para levantarse Y al levantarse, jamas recoje lo que han recojido antes