Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Siete Horas , by - Bebe. Release date: 24.04.2005
Record label: Publicado por Parlophone Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Siete Horas(original) |
| Siete horas |
| Corriendo por la ciudad |
| Siete horas |
| Mis piernas no dan a mas |
| Siete horas |
| Empiezo a estar del revés |
| Siete horas |
| Te voy a volver a ver |
| Y no se hace cuanto tiempo |
| Persigo este momento |
| Pensando suave y lento |
| En cada movimiento |
| Se mezcla la nostalgia |
| Con la sangre q baja |
| Y sube toda junta |
| Para inundar mis ganas |
| No consigo actuar |
| Me bloqueo al pensar |
| Los nervios me aprisionan |
| Ya no puedo mas |
| Se acaba la reserva |
| Me quedo sin paciencia |
| Cada minuto se hace un mundo |
| Y todavia quedan… |
| Siete horas |
| Corriendo por la ciudad |
| Siete horas |
| Mis piernas no dan a mas |
| Siete horas |
| Empiezo a estar del revés |
| Siete horas |
| Te voy a volver a ver |
| Y miro quince veces |
| El billete del autobus |
| Y me aseguro de q mis piernas |
| Tengan depilao deluxe |
| Me levanto |
| Me siento |
| Me concentro |
| Me disperso |
| Miro al reloj cada minuto |
| Estoy atacá |
| Acho q jartita estoy de currar |
| Como no me apriete el tiempo |
| No voy a llegar |
| Rebujo en la maleta |
| Braguitas y camisetas |
| Coloretes y cacao |
| Y en un ratito te estoy dando bocados |
| Siete horas |
| Corriendo por la ciudad |
| Siete horas |
| Mis piernas no dan a mas |
| Siete horas |
| Empiezo a estar del revés |
| Siete horas |
| Te voy a volver a ver |
| Siete horas |
| Solo me faltan pa' verte |
| Siete horas |
| Solo me faltan pa' cogerte |
| (translation) |
| Seven hours |
| running through the city |
| Seven hours |
| My legs do not give more |
| Seven hours |
| I start to be upside down |
| Seven hours |
| I'm going to see you again |
| And I don't know how long ago |
| I chase this moment |
| Thinking soft and slow |
| in every move |
| Nostalgia mixes |
| with the blood that goes down |
| and go up all together |
| to flood my desire |
| I can't act |
| I get stuck thinking |
| Nerves imprison me |
| I can not anymore |
| reservation is over |
| I run out of patience |
| Every minute a world is made |
| And there are still... |
| Seven hours |
| running through the city |
| Seven hours |
| My legs do not give more |
| Seven hours |
| I start to be upside down |
| Seven hours |
| I'm going to see you again |
| And I look fifteen times |
| the bus ticket |
| And I make sure my legs |
| Have depilao deluxe |
| I get up |
| Feel |
| I concentrate |
| I scatter |
| I look at the clock every minute |
| I am attacked |
| Acho q jartita I'm working |
| As I do not squeeze the time |
| I will not arrive |
| Shuffle in the suitcase |
| Panties and T-shirts |
| Blushes and cocoa |
| And in a little while I'll be giving you bites |
| Seven hours |
| running through the city |
| Seven hours |
| My legs do not give more |
| Seven hours |
| I start to be upside down |
| Seven hours |
| I'm going to see you again |
| Seven hours |
| I only need to see you |
| Seven hours |
| I only need to catch you |