Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Patia, artist - Antonio José. Album song El Viaje, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 10.12.2015
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Patia(original) |
| Recuerdo que cuando te vi |
| Por primera vez mariposas en mi |
| Corazón, escalofríos en mi piel |
| Tú, acorde con tus patios |
| Llenos de color regados con |
| El pozo de tu corazón |
| Sabía que estaba cayendo en el amor |
| Déjame explicarle cuales fueron |
| Sus deseos, donde fue su primer beso |
| En la calle del pañuelo |
| Déjame explicarle cuales fueron |
| Sus deseos, donde fue su primer beso |
| En la calle del pañuelo |
| Ahí va mi Córdoba y su muñeca |
| Llena de magia y con naturaleza |
| Su piel morena y su boca de fresa |
| Por la Mezquita con la luna llena |
| Patia de Córdoba la llaman todos |
| Y en la rivera le canté a mi modo |
| Quiero deciros que en su corazón |
| Se escriben cuentos con ilusión |
| Yo, me viene esa mirada y tanto amor |
| Un brote de locura y de pasión |
| Sabía que estaba cayendo en el amor |
| Mírala, mírala, ahi va |
| Y tan chiquita, mírala, mírala, ahi va |
| Y tan bonita, mírala, mírala |
| Con esa carita |
| Déjeme explicarle cuales fueron |
| Sus deseos, donde fue su primero beso |
| En la calle del pañuelo |
| Ahi va mi Córdoba y su muñeca |
| Llena de magia y con naturaleza |
| Su piel morena y su boca de fresa |
| Por la Mezquita con la luna llena |
| Patia de Córdoba la llaman todos |
| Y en la rivera le canté a mi modo |
| Quiero deciros que en su corazón |
| Se escriben cuentos con ilusión |
| Mi Córdoba y su muñeca |
| Llena de magia y con naturaleza |
| Su piel morena y su boca de fresa |
| Por la Mezquita con la luna llena |
| Patia de Córdoba la llaman todos |
| Y en la rivera le canté a mi modo |
| Quiero deciros que en su corazón |
| Se escriben cuentos con ilusión |
| (translation) |
| I remember when I saw you |
| For the first time butterflies in me |
| Heart, chills on my skin |
| You, according to your patios |
| Full of color washed down with |
| The well of your heart |
| I knew she was falling in love |
| Let me explain what they were |
| Her wishes, where was her first kiss |
| On the street of the handkerchief |
| Let me explain what they were |
| Her wishes, where was her first kiss |
| On the street of the handkerchief |
| There goes my Cordoba and her doll |
| Full of magic and nature |
| Her brown skin and her strawberry mouth |
| By the Mosque with the full moon |
| Patia de Córdoba everyone calls her |
| And on the riverbank I sang to him in my own way |
| I want to tell you that in his heart |
| Stories are written with enthusiasm |
| Yo, that look comes to me and so much love |
| An outbreak of madness and passion |
| I knew she was falling in love |
| Look at her, look at her, there she goes |
| And so small, look at her, look at her, there she goes |
| And so pretty, look at her, look at her |
| with that little face |
| Let me explain what they were. |
| Her wishes, where was her first kiss |
| On the street of the handkerchief |
| There goes my Cordoba and her doll |
| Full of magic and nature |
| Her brown skin and her strawberry mouth |
| By the Mosque with the full moon |
| Patia de Córdoba everyone calls her |
| And on the riverbank I sang to him in my own way |
| I want to tell you that in his heart |
| Stories are written with enthusiasm |
| My Cordoba and her doll |
| Full of magic and nature |
| Her brown skin and her strawberry mouth |
| By the Mosque with the full moon |
| Patia de Córdoba everyone calls her |
| And on the riverbank I sang to him in my own way |
| I want to tell you that in his heart |
| Stories are written with enthusiasm |