Pretty

Bonito

Bonito, todo me parece bonito.
Bonita mañana
Bonito lugar
Bonita la cama
Qué bien se ve el mar
Bonito es el día
Y acaba de empezar bonita la vida
Respira, respira, respira

El teléfono suena, mi pana se queja
La cosa va mal, la vida le pesa
Que vivir así ya no le interesa
Que seguir así no vale la pena
Se perdió el amor, se acabo la fiesta
Ya no anda el motor que empuja la tierra
La vida es un chiste con triste final
El futuro no existe pero yo le digo

Bonito, todo me parece bonito

Bonita la paz, bonita la vida
Bonito volver a nacer cada día
Bonita la verdad cuando no suena a mentira
Bonita la amistad, bonita la risa
Bonita la gente cuando hay calidad
Bonita la gente cuando que no se arrepiente
Que gana y que pierde, que habla y no miente
Bonita le gente por eso yo digo

Bonito todo me parece bonito

Qué bonito que te va cuando te va bonito
Qué bonito que te va

Bonito, todo me parece bonito

La mar la mañana, la casa, la samba
La tierra, la paz y la vida que pasa

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
Tu cama, tu salsa, la mancha en la
Espalda, tu cara, tus ganas el fin de semana

Bonita la gente que viene y que va
Bonita la gente que no se detiene
Bonita la gente que no tiene edad
Que escucha, que entiende, que tiene y que da

Bonito Portel, bonito Peret
Bonita la rumba, bonito José
Bonita la brisa que no tiene prisa
Bonito este día, respira, respira
Bonita le gente cuando es de verdad
Bonita la gente que es diferente
Que tiembla, que siente
Que vive el presente
Bonita le gente que estuvo y no está

Bonito, todo me parece bonito

Qué bonito que te va cuando te va bonito,
Qué bonito que te va

Qué bonito que se está cuando se está
Bonito, que bonito que se está

Bonito, todo me parece bonito

Pretty

Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful morning,
Beatiful place,
Beatiful bed,
How the sea looks so good,
Beautiful is the day
And the beautiful life is just starting.
Breath, breath, breath.
The phone rings, my buddy complains,
Things go bad, life is weighing him down,
To live like this doesn't interest him anymore,
To live like this this isn't worth the pain.
Love was lost, the party was over,
And the earth's engine stopped.
Life is a joke with a sad ending,
The future doesn't exist, but I say to him
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Beautiful peace, beautiful life,
Beautiful to be reborn each day,
Beautiful is truth, when it doesn't sound like a lie,
Beautiful friendship, beautiful laugh,
Beautiful are quality people,
Beautiful are people when they don't regret,
Who win, that lose, that speak and don't lie,
Beautiful are people, and because of that I say,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
How beautiful things can be, when you let them be beautiful.
How beautiful things are for you.
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
La sea, the morning, the house, the samba,
The earth, the peace, and the life that's happening,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
Your bed, your salsa, the spot on your back,
Your face, your desires, the weekend.
Beautiful are people who come and go,
Beautiful are people who let themselves go,
Beautiful are people who have no age,
Who listen, who understand, who have and who give.
Beautiful Portel, beautiful Peret,
Beautiful rumba, beautiful José,
Beautiful breeze that's in no hurry,
Beautiful this day, breath, breath
Beautiful are people when they are truthful,
Beautiful are people who are different,
Who shake, who feel,
Who live in the present
Beautiful are people that once were and now aren't,
Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
How beautiful things are for you.