Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mírala Míralo (feat. Moderatto), artist - Alejandra Guzman.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: Spanish
Mírala Míralo (feat. Moderatto)(original) |
Mirala, mirala, mirala |
diosa vestida de saliva y sal |
los ojos muertos en blanco gimiendo |
en el suelo del salon. |
Miralo, miralo, miralo |
angel desnudo bañado en sudor |
subiendo las montañas de su cuerpo |
no te pares por favor |
Al calor del mediodia |
combate salvaje. |
Mirala, mirala, mirala |
como se agita, como pide mas |
muere y renace de entre las cenizas |
volviendolo a encelar. |
Entro casi de puntillas |
y en plena penumbra |
la hoguera encendida |
de mis pesadillas. |
Eres bello, bello, bello |
mas que el firmamento |
con un millon de estrellas |
es facil perdonar |
cuando se quiere de veras. |
Eres bello, bello, bello |
peligroso y bello |
mucho mas de la cuenta |
tendria que gritar |
pero me muerdo la lengua. |
Mirala, mirala, mirala |
se desenreda, se vuelve a enredar |
una medusa bajo la marea |
a punto de naufragar. |
Miralo, miralo, miralo |
tan orgulloso tan sentimental |
pidiendo musica rosa, lo mismo |
que a mi me hace cantar. |
En la puerta hipnotizada |
de mi propia casa |
no puedo creerlo |
por mas que lo veo. |
Eres bello, bello, bello |
mas que el firmamento |
con un millon de estrellas |
es facil perdonar |
cuando se quiere de veras. |
Eres bello, bello, bello |
peligroso y bello |
mucho mas de la cuenta |
tendria que gritar |
y no me muerdo, no! |
Angel desnudo bañado en sudor… |
Oh no! |
Por que me haces esto? |
dimelo! |
por que me haces esto? |
dimelo! |
(translation) |
Look at her, look at her, look at her |
goddess dressed in saliva and salt |
dead eyed blank moaning |
on the living room floor. |
Look at it, look at it, look at it |
naked angel bathed in sweat |
climbing the mountains of his body |
don't stop please |
in the midday heat |
savage combat. |
Look at her, look at her, look at her |
how she shakes, how she asks for more |
she dies and is reborn from the ashes |
turning it on again. |
I enter almost on tiptoe |
and in full darkness |
the bonfire lit |
of my nightmares. |
You are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful |
more than the firmament |
with a million stars |
it is easy to forgive |
when you really want. |
You are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful |
dangerous and beautiful |
much more than the account |
I would have to scream |
but I bite my tongue. |
Look at her, look at her, look at her |
it unravels, it tangles again |
a jellyfish under the tide |
about to sink. |
Look at it, look at it, look at it |
so proud so sentimental |
asking for pink music, the same |
that makes me sing. |
At the door hypnotized |
from my own house |
I can not believe it |
no matter how much I see it. |
You are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful |
more than the firmament |
with a million stars |
it is easy to forgive |
when you really want. |
You are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful |
dangerous and beautiful |
much more than the account |
I would have to scream |
and I don't bite, no! |
Naked Angel bathed in sweat… |
Oh no! |
Why are you doing this to me? |
tell me! |
Why are you doing this to me? |
tell me! |