Trini Lopez все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Amor... estoy solo aquí en la playa
Es el sol que me acompaña
Y me quema, y me quema, y me quema

Cuando calienta el sol aquí en la playa
Siento tu cuerpo vibrar cerca de mí

Es tu palpitar, es tu cara, es tu pelo

Got along without you before I met you
Gonna get along without you now
Gonna find somebody twice as cute
'Cause you didn't love me anyhow

You ran around with every boy in town
And you never cared if it got me down
You had me worried, always on my guard

If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between
My brothers and my sisters

(Oh, let's go to Kansas City, now.)

I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come.
I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.

I'm gonna be standing on the corner, Twelfth Street and Vine.

Para bailar la bamba,
para bailar la bamba se necesita
una poca de gracia
una poca de gracia y otra cosita.
Y arriba y arriba,
y arriba y arriba y arriba ire.
Yo no soy marinero,
yo no soy marinero, por ti sere,

When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree."
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy," my father said to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."

Chorus:
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat.

[CHORUS:]
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah.
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah.

Sister, help to trim the sails,
Hallelujah.

1st Verse
Hey, Little girl, I tell you true
I'm as mean as a cobra thru and thru.
Don't care to be called what I ain´t.
I confess I'm a sinner, not a saint.
Hey, Hey, Hey, little girl
Don't you mess around with me.

The bramble bush is lovely, it fills you with delight
The flowers on the bramble bush are all so pink and white
But if you reach to pluck one, as sure as you are born
The bramble bush will stick you with it's prickly thorn

And the pretty girl is like a bramble bush
Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much
Oh, a pretty girl is like a bramble bush

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From california, to the new york island,
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me those golden valleys

Освободи моё сердце

Освободи моё сердце, крошка, позволь мне жить
Верни моё сердце, я стал ненужен тебе
Ты зашила меня в подушку, чтобы лишь спать на моей любви
Отпусти моё сердце, прошу тебя, отпусти

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