Like Olives (Como los olivos)

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Like Olives

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Like olives, they sweat oil
my body slides over your skin,
Man sleeps peacefully in the garden they give him
since the humidity releases the taste of honey.
 
silhouette of the man who sleeps in my bed,
with the soul of a river that quenches my thirst,
waters my paths until Eden blooms,
because the humidity is fresh at daybreak
 
chorus
 
I'll steal a lock from your hair,
to tie it to the braids of my hair,
and if you leave, I'll go with you,
without movement time will lose us.
 
My skirt moves over my hips,
with the clinking of your laughter and cheers
and when nighttime returns you will have me pampered,
under a silver plated full moon.
Because my skirt moves over my hips,
with the clinking of your laughter and cheers, look at me,
and when nighttime returns you will have me pampered, aah aah aah aah aaaahhh
under a silver plated full moon
 
chorus
 
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter,
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter,
because I'll steal even your soul,
I'll teach you to dance,
I'll give you my skin till it makes you go crazy,
because I'll steal even your soul,
I'll teach you to dance,
I will give you my skin even asking you for more.
 
chorus
 
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter,
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter,
because I'll steal even your soul,
I'll teach you to dance,
I'll give you my skin till it makes you go crazy,
because I'll steal even your soul,
I'll teach you to dance,
I will give you my skin even asking you for more.
 
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter,
I'm from the South and you're from the North,
we don't speak the same language but we'll pretend it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...
 
Submitted by gringo-de-la-mancha on Fri, 22/07/2011 - 19:01
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Spanish

Como los olivos

Como los olivos sudan aceite,
mi cuerpo resbala sobre tu piel.
Duerme hombre tranquilo en el jardín del edén
que la humedad desprende sabor a miel.
 
Silueta del duende que duerme en mi cama,
con alma de río que quita mi sed,
riega mis senderos hasta que florezca el edén
 

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