Translation of the song lyrics Qué bien le sientan los oros - David DeMaria

Qué bien le sientan los oros (original)

Que bien le sientan los oros
A esa carita morena
Que se despierta hasta el aire
Pa acariciar su melena
Que bien le sienta cantarse pa quedarse bien dormida
A esa carita que cambia mi pena por alegría
Que bien le sienta el vestido
Y sus rabillos de plata
Que hasta las musas se posan
En el vuelo de su falda
Que bien le sienta cantarse pa quedarse bien dormida
A esa carita que cambia mi pena por alegría
Y se conocen
Las parejitas no pierden el tiempo
Y se conocen
Ya se conocen
Y se conocen
Y se conocen
Las parejitas no pierden el tiempo
Y se conocen
Ya se conocen
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronearán
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronearán
Que bien le sientan los oros
A esa carita morena
Que se despierta hasta el aire
Pa acariciar su melena
Esa carita morena es pa romperse la camisa
O pa coger la guitarra y escuchar al maestro de Algeciras
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y se conocen
Las parejitas no pierden el tiempo
Y se conocen
Ya se conocen
Y se conocen
Y se conocen
Las parejitas no pierden el tiempo
Y se conocen
Ya se conocen
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronearán
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronearán
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Y ronronearán
Que bien le sientan los oros
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
A esa carita morena
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Como le sienta
De Santiago a la plazuela
La gitanita ronronea
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Que bien le sientan, que vuela
Cómo lo lleva
Y ronronean, ronean, ronean
Ron ron, ronronean
De Santiago a la plazuela
De Santiago a la plazuela
Y yo me corto la camisa
La gitanita ronronea
De Santiago a la plazuela

Qué bien le sientan los oros (translation)

How good the golds suit you
To that little brown face
That she wakes up to the air
To caress her mane
That it feels good for her to sing to herself to fall asleep
To that little face that changes my sorrow for joy
How well the dress suits you
And its silver tails
That even the muses pose
In the flight of her skirt
How good it feels to sing to yourself to fall asleep
To that little face that changes my sorrow for joy
and they know each other
Couples don't waste time
and they know each other
They already know each other
and they know each other
and they know each other
Couples don't waste time
and they know each other
They already know each other
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they will purr
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they will purr
How good the golds suit you
To that little brown face
That wakes up to the air
To caress her mane
That little brown face is for breaking your shirt
Or to pick up the guitar and listen to the maestro from Algeciras
And they purr, they purr, they purr
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they know each other
Couples don't waste time
and they know each other
They already know each other
and they know each other
and they know each other
Couples don't waste time
and they know each other
They already know each other
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they will purr
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they will purr
And they purr, they purr, they purr
and they will purr
How good the golds suit you
And they purr, they purr, they purr
To that little brown face
And they purr, they purr, they purr
how do you feel
From Santiago to the square
The gypsy purrs
And they purr, they purr, they purr
How good they feel, that flies
how do you wear it
And they purr, they purr, they purr
Rum rum, they purr
From Santiago to the square
From Santiago to the square
And I cut off my shirt
The gypsy purrs
From Santiago to the square