Lyrics of Italianissimo - Choclock, Don Patricio

Italianissimo (original)

En medio de la playa, entre palmeras
Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media
Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela
Ella ya no me llama, solo espera
Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera
Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya
Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza
Me pierdo entre sus curvas, Valentino Rossi
Estilo italiano, Valentino Rossi
Esto no es amor, ma', pero casi
Playón y musicón yeh, Benicàssim
Siempre que la veo hay brocolí, ye yeah
Dice que tiene mis temas en repeat, ye yeah
Que cuando la tengo encima de mí, uh uh
Hace lo que sea por seguir, uh uh
Esto me supo a poco, yeah
Lo llego a saber y vengo antes
Te busco como busco soco
Como Rihanna busca su diamante
Siempre que la veo hay brocolí, ye yeah
Dice que tiene mis temas en repeat, ye yeah
Que cuando la tengo encima de mí, uh uh
Hace lo que sea por seguir, uh uh
Ella ya no me llama, solo espera
En medio de la playa, entre palmeras
Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media
Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela
Ella ya no me llama, solo espera
Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera
Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya
Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza
Yo intento ser el hombre de tu vida rota
Rota como la mía cabecita loca
Pero yo te pienso mucho vaya donde vaya
No quiero ser tu vida quiero darte otra
Que yo soy más italiano que toda tu ropa
Ven al centro de la charca y muévelo en la roca
Mami dime donde pongo el cuadro de la playa
Que no vengo con papaya vengo con la broca
Pregunta qué me llevo al paraíso
Qué pregunta le hace a un loco playa
Dónde voy a ir yo sin mis niños
Dónde voy a estar yo sin mi charca
Si ya tengo lo qué, jamás nunca pensé
Pero me falta usted, como un loco sin playa
Y aún me puse de pie, pero no pude ver
Tu moreno de piel y el biquini a rayas
Ella ya no me llama, solo espera
En medio de la playa, entre palmeras
Sabe que llego a eso de las cinco y media
Reggaeton del viejo angelito vuela
Ella ya no me llama, solo espera
Dice que tiene novio y así no se entera
Llegaron los más suaves de BrokeLocoplaya
Pa' que te destrabes ya de la cabeza

(translation)

In the middle of the beach, between palm trees
You know I arrive around half past five
Reggaeton of the old angel flies
She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits
She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out
The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived
So that you get rid of your head
I get lost in his curves, Valentino Rossi
Italian style, Valentino Rossi
This is not love, ma', but almost
Playón and musicón yeh, Benicàssim
Whenever I see her there is broccoli, yeah yeah
She says that she has my songs on repeat, ye yeah
That when I have her on top of me, uh uh
She does whatever it takes to keep going, uh uh
This knew me little, yeah
I get to know and I come before
I look for you as I look for soco
How Rihanna looks for her diamond
Whenever I see her there is broccoli, yeah yeah
She says that she has my songs on repeat, ye yeah
That when I have her on top of me, uh uh
Do whatever it takes to keep going, uh uh
She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits
In the middle of the beach, between palm trees
You know I arrive around half past five
Reggaeton of the old angel flies
She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits
She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out
The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived
So that you get rid of your head
I try to be the man of your broken life
Broken like my crazy little head
But I think of you a lot wherever I go
I don't want to be your life I want to give you another
That I am more Italian than all your clothes
Come to the center of the pond and move it on the rock
Mommy tell me where I put the picture of the beach
I don't come with papaya, I come with the drill
Ask what I take to paradise
What question do you ask a crazy beach
Where am I going to go without my children?
Where am I going to be without my pond
If I already have what, I never ever thought
But I'm missing you, like a madman without a beach
And I still stood up but I couldn't see
Your dark skin and striped bikini
She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits
In the middle of the beach, between palm trees
You know I arrive around half past five
Reggaeton of the old angel flies
She doesn't call me anymore, she just waits
She says that she has a boyfriend and so she doesn't find out
The softest of BrokeLocoplaya have arrived
So that you get rid of your head