Isabel Pantoja - Ojos verdes
Tekst :
Apoyá en el quicio de la mancebía,miraba encenderce la noche de Mayo.
Pasaban los hombres
y yo sonreía,
hasta que en mi puerta paraste el caballo.
Serrana me das candela
y yo te dije gaché.
Ay ven
y tómame mis labios
y yo fuego te daré.
Dejaste el caballo
y lumbre te dí
y fueron dos verdes luceros de Mayo tus ojos pa mí.
Ojos verdes,
verdes como,
la albahaca.
Verdes como el trigo verde
y el verde, verde limón
. Ojos verdes, verdes
con brillo de faca
que se han clavaito en mi corazón
. Pa mí ya no hay soles,
lucero, ni luna,
No hay más que unos ojos que mi vida son.
Ojos verdes, verdes como
la albahaca.
Verdes como el trigo verde
y el verde, verde limón.
Vimos desde el cuarto despertar el día,
y sonar el alba en la torre la vela.
Dejaste mi brazo cuando amanecía
y en mi boca un gusto a menta y canela.
Serrana para un vestido yo te quiero regalar.
Yo te dije está cumplio,
no me tienes que dar ná.
Subiste al caballo
te fuiste de mí,
y nunca otra noche
mas bella de Mayo han vuelto a vivir
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Torn apart
My eyes shed tears
When I recall the saddest moment
Which filled me with sorrow
When I watched your going away...
Gone with the wind... Going away...
You parted, no word spoken
Without a tender beckoning
You left me sore
Handed over to grief s embrace...
My heart... My frozen heart
Is bleeding and crying
With our torn apart
You took in...
When I recall the saddest moment
Which filled me with sorrow
When I watched your going away...
Gone with the wind... Going away...
You parted, no word spoken
Without a tender beckoning
You left me sore
Handed over to grief s embrace...
My heart... My frozen heart
Is bleeding and crying
With our torn apart
You took in...
Crazy train
Crazy - but that s how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it s not too late
To learn how to hate
Mental wounds not healing
Life s a bitter shame
I m going off the rails on a crazy...
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it s not too late
To learn how to hate
Mental wounds not healing
Life s a bitter shame
I m going off the rails on a crazy...
The dead parade
Welcome to the Dead Parade
Where no one marches to a leader
Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life
Pick up the pieces
I can t get out of this dream
I ve been sleeping for days
Why does it rain on my parade
Everyday
Now I ve been forced to break these chains
I m living...
Where no one marches to a leader
Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life
Pick up the pieces
I can t get out of this dream
I ve been sleeping for days
Why does it rain on my parade
Everyday
Now I ve been forced to break these chains
I m living...
Going on
I ve seen it with my own eyes
How we re gettin otherwise
Without the luxury of leavin
The touch and feeling of breath
And times you re both technically
Something you ve got to believe in
Connect the cause and effect
One foot in front of the next
This is the start of a journey.
And...
How we re gettin otherwise
Without the luxury of leavin
The touch and feeling of breath
And times you re both technically
Something you ve got to believe in
Connect the cause and effect
One foot in front of the next
This is the start of a journey.
And...
The wait
Motives changing,
Day to day
The fire increases
masks decay
I look at the river
white foam floats down
The body´s poisoned
Got to sit tight
The wait____________
The wait____________
The wait____________
The wait____________
After awakeing
The silence grows
The screams subside
distortion shows
Mutant thoughts
Of badmouthed news
It´s...
Day to day
The fire increases
masks decay
I look at the river
white foam floats down
The body´s poisoned
Got to sit tight
The wait____________
The wait____________
The wait____________
The wait____________
After awakeing
The silence grows
The screams subside
distortion shows
Mutant thoughts
Of badmouthed news
It´s...