Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Benijo, artist - Andres Suarez.
Date of issue: 30.04.2012
Song language: Spanish
Benijo(original) |
Apuró el paso para que no llegara la noche |
Y poder enseñarme la playa |
Apuró el paso |
Nos cayó el vaso y rompió salpicándole flores |
En su pelo tallado el verano |
Apuré el vaso |
Y tengo miedo de encontrarte |
Y no aguantar las ganas de tirarte al suelo |
Volver a romperte la falda |
Luego tejer un mantel |
Entre mi boca y su pecho |
Llenar de sal los pliegues de su espalda |
La vi bañarse una vez y me sacó los colores |
La vi desnuda y lloré (lloró conmigo la noche) |
Bailé con ella después, como buen enamorado |
'Cántame algo' y canté lo que ella quiso y los barcos |
Fugaron para volver a dejarme tirado en un puerto |
Su acento era milagro, el viento |
Rizándole en silencio la piel |
A la arena pegada y los besos |
Siguientes fueron 'hoy quédate' |
Y me quedé parado en el tiempo |
Y nos siguió la madera |
Prendimos fuego al hostal |
Te entretuve con la orquesta disfrazados de dos más |
Nos declaramos culpables |
De la subida del mar |
Desafinamos canciones |
Se nos prohibía llorar |
Hoy te he vuelto a recordar |
Hoy te he vuelto a recordar |
De qué me sirve esperarte si me entra el sueño y no hay más |
Que un circo triste y cobarde que no quiere regresar |
Te veo en cada gaviota aunque no sepa si hay mar |
Detrás de cada pareja no tengo con quien bailar |
Desnúdate que hay tormenta y llueve por no llorar |
Juré contar nuestra historia, nunca decir la verdad |
Te llevaste mi memoria. |
Juraste no regresar |
Te veo en cada gaviota |
Juré contar nuestra historia y hoy te he vuelto a recordar |
Hoy te he vuelto a recordar |
(translation) |
He quickened his pace so that the night would not come |
And be able to show me the beach |
He quickened his pace |
We dropped the glass and it broke, splashing flowers |
In his hair he carved the summer |
I drained the glass |
And I'm afraid to meet you |
And not stand the urge to throw yourself on the ground |
break your skirt again |
Then weave a tablecloth |
Between my mouth and her chest |
Fill the folds of your back with salt |
I saw her take a bath once and she brought out my colors |
I saw her naked and I cried (she cried with me the night) |
I danced with her afterwards, like a good lover |
'Sing me something' and I sang what she wanted and the boats |
They escaped to return to leave me stranded in a port |
Her accent was a miracle, the wind |
Curling her skin in silence |
To the stuck sand and the kisses |
Following were 'stay today' |
And I was stopped in time |
And the wood followed us |
We set fire to the hostel |
I entertained you with the orchestra disguised as two more |
We plead guilty |
of the rise of the sea |
We detune songs |
We were forbidden to cry |
Today I have remembered you again |
Today I have remembered you again |
What is the use of waiting for you if I fall asleep and there is no more |
That a sad and cowardly circus that does not want to return |
I see you in every seagull even if I don't know if there is a sea |
Behind each couple I have no one to dance with |
Get undressed because there is a storm and it rains so as not to cry |
I swore to tell our story, never tell the truth |
You took my memory. |
You swore not to return |
I see you in every seagull |
I swore to tell our story and today I have remembered you again |
Today I have remembered you again |