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Fordítás
Payment
Puerto Rico and Colombia at home
I don’t need anything because I have nothing
I spin the moon of your feelings
I don’t ask life because I owe it first
And I’m like an arhuaco making money
I pay for the joy of seeing you smiling
I pay for your skirt when the wind blows
I pay because you take away all my regrets
For that tenderness when I look at you
Stop the routine and turn off the engine
We go pa'l Tayrona walking
Wear the T-shirts with the suntan lotion
Because the monkey is already squeezing
Look, the sun is itching, girl, and that means
That I’m already warm and the water is good
And leave that, let go of the blanket, give me a kiss
And a little squeeze for the bones
That squeezes in Isabela and squeezes there, in Naguabo
Here, in El Rodadero, and on the beaches of Dorado
And squeeze in La Parguera, as in Bahía Solano
In Jobos and Aguadilla, and in the mountain of Utuado, eh!
Stop the routine and turn off the engine
We go pa'l Tayrona walking
Wear the T-shirts with the suntan lotion
Because the monkey is already squeezing
At night I wake up like I think
That you’re so beautiful I don’t deserve you
And I go up the Sierra, which the night clears
And I’m like an arhuaco making money
I pay for the joy of seeing you smiling
I pay for your skirt when the wind blows
I pay because you take away all my regrets
For that tenderness when I look at you
Stop the routine and turn off the engine
Let’s go for a walk
Wear the T-shirts with the suntan lotion
'Cause the blond is already squeezing
(Oh, oh, oh)
Look, the sun is already rising
(Oh, oh, oh)
And I’m getting really tight
From Neguanje in yola pa' Rincón
I’m carrying a whistle
From the Tayrona to Boquerón
Hayo with rum wavering with fire
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Carlos Vives: Top 3
| 1. | La bicicleta |
| 2. | Robarte un beso |
| 3. | Volví a nacer |
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