A keresés eredménye

Classy

Look for what you want
You can (do) more, but you don't want to
Play Habana, hey they say that...
 
Classy, always moving foward
Kill me just with that thing you have done
Maybe, cutie, don't be bad up there, make me think
Classy, always moving foward
Maybe, cutie, don't be bad up there, make me think
 
Bomb that smothers the Cocán**
Can't you see me coming crazy?
It doesn't stop the gossiping
And if it bothers anyone, it's because I shock them
Now, shut your mouth
I don't want crazy smiles
This flow is what comes around
Leave your broken tongue
This keeps going, for you ma boys
I smother everyone, little by little
I simplify what doesn't work
I don't want you to be unsettled
But if you respect the vere vere
that my people brings, to throw it into the toilet
Fine fine, after you drank a good wine
Don't come breaking glasses
it really doesn't smother us
Fo' the crazy men and the crazy women, take notes from my mouth
 
Chorrus
 
You going unknowingly fast
Wherever you can get with that personality
You are still telling tales (faking)
About the good life, nonstop
You throw your ideas to the wind, to check
on wich way it blows, you believe in nothing
Everyday I see you worse
You are becoming a fork
that pokes and pokes to finally poke nothing
 
Chorrus
 
As you see here, the skinning has already started
No one did the police hold
the CD has already flown from the shop
Even your great grandpa danced to it
Amazing vele vele vele
I'm sorry for the dumb that didn't like it
 
Classy, always moving foward
Ay, but kill me just with that thing you have done
Maybe, cutie, don't be bad up there, make me think
Classy, always moving foward
Maybe, cutie, don't be bad up there, make me think
He says!! I'm still crawling foward
Classy, always moving foward, ay
You are the bomb (amazing)
Careful with the explosion, it can kill you
 
What's up with you? In the left
What's up with you? In the right
What's up with you? In the left
You are moving backwards
What's up with you? In the right
If you like it, cool, if you don't, cool too
What's up with you?
You are moving backwards
What's up with you?
You are moving backwards
If you like it, cool, if you don't cool too
 
** Cocán = Peruvian chicken stew
 

Cuba Did Not Leave Me

Listen Caribbean family, it's Orishas in the house
Here they come one, two and three, the 3 musketeers
 
My guitar no longer makes sound
It doesn't want to tune
Because it misses its Guajiro
From it's streams to its palms
 
And for the time that we have left
It's time to change
For the people of my land
I am always going to sing for you
 
I know that I left Cuba
But I know that Cuba did not leave me
Maybe with my Yoruba faith
But my saints
My saints live there
On that lot
 
There there, there there
On that lot
There there, there there
 
I was born in Havana
I grew up in Havana
Listening to peto los bam-bam and la rebel
Then I left
I denounce that I left
But the world knew Cuban war here in Paris
The rest
The rest you already know
Yotuel, el Ruso y el Roldan were the key
To the Cuban that was the key
We changed the music in the street
 
I know that I left Cuba
But I know that Cuba did not leave me
Maybe with my Yoruba faith
But my saints
My saints live there
On that lot
There there, there there
On that lot
There there, there there
 
Listen family
I broke the mantle
This sparrow is peaking at me
And my desire cannot take it anymore
I'm going to the neighborhood to travel my whole island
From Villa Alegre to Santiago
And I am going to take a break at my house
To catch up with my little sister
Giving thanks from the hill all the way to France
 
My guitar no longer makes sound
It doesn't want to tune
Because it misses its Guajiro
From it's streams to its palms
 
And for the time that we have left
It's time to change
For the people of my land
I am always going to sing for you
I know that I left Cuba
But I know that Cuba did not leave me
Maybe with my Yoruba faith
But my saints
My saints live there
On that lot
 
Here there is no life for the dead (there there, there there)
On that lot
I was born Orisha in the North (there there, there there)
On that lot
As a Cuban I go to iron (there there, there there)
On that lot
I go to the a river (there there, there there)
On that lot
Jinetes and champeros (there there, there there)
On that lot
The people of money, tobacco, and gentlemen (there there, there there)
Everything thing in life has a a big price (there there, there there)
On that lot
Where is tapa, Eleggua, Chango (I am already there, I am already there)
 

Tailor of Your Love

[Verse 1]
You drive me crazy
Your skin tastes to me like coconut
And I get lost in the dangerous curves of your lips
Days and months don't matter )*
When you are with me
My world spins only below your bellybutton
 
[Chorus]
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it tailor-made to you
I want that two glasses of liquor
set us adrift again
 
[Verse 2]
I slowly measured your whole body
Gently sewing your chest to my chest
Making your hair get tangled with my hair
I am a dressmaker and you are my model
 
[Verse 3]
Softly undoing your whole waist
Threading this whole craziness without [any] manners
Losing control with this figure
I am a pin and you are my seam, baby
 
[Chorus]
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it tailor-made to you
I want that two glasses of liquor
set us adrift again
(Blissfully adrift)
 
[Interlude 1]
I would like to examine you closely like a surgeon
Your face, your body, your space
My hands going down into the forbidden zone
Just to take measurements... and there we go!
 
[Verse 4]
My love
My love dehydrates you
When I see you naked
And you burst the seams of my heart
 
[Interlude 2]
I don't know what's going on with your calmness
That it always disarms me
It worries me, it pumps me up and it puts me down
I think that all of it is mental
And to touch you is fundamental
 
[Verse 5]
You drive me crazy
Your skin tastes to me like coconut
And I get lost in the dangerous curves of your lips
Days and months don't matter
When you are with me
My world spins only below your bellybutton
(Below your bellybutton)
 
[Chorus]
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it tailor-made to you
I want for two glasses of liquor
(Oh, of liquor, of liquor)
set us adrift again
(Blissfully adrift)