Lyrics of Ella - Dyango

Ella (original)

Hay algo en ella que me descontrola
Que me vuelve loco
Sin darme cuenta me hace otra persona
Ya no me conozco
Será por culpa de ese cuerpo suyo
De curvas perfectas
Que me provoca, me encela, me mata
Y hace que me pierda.
Hay algo en ella nuevo, diferente,
Suyo y peligroso
Serán sus ojos dos abismos negros
Que no tienen fondo
Será el perfume que al andar desprende
De su piel de seda
Será mi mente que no la comprende
Pero la desea
Hay algo en ella que me da la vida
Que no he descubierto
Pero me da igual
Hay algo en ella que la hace distinta
Y que la prefiera entre las demás.
No se ni de donde viene
Ni se para donde va
Se que cuando no está cerca mío
Todas las cosas van mal.
Hay algo en ella que es como un bocado
Dulce y peligroso
Que apenas pruebas, quieres repetirlo
Y siempre sabe a poco
Después te atrapa y tiene el mismo efecto
Que una droga nueva
Que te hace daño, te ciega, te mata
Pero nunca dejas.
Hay algo en ella que me da la vida
Que no he descubierto
Pero me da igual
Hay algo en ella que la hace distinta
Y que la prefiera entre las demás.
No se ni de donde viene
Ni se para donde va
Se que cuando no está cerca mío
Todas las cosas van mal.

(translation)

There's something about her that drives me crazy
That drives me crazy
Without realizing it makes me another person
I don't know myself anymore
It will be because of that body of yours
of perfect curves
That provokes me, makes me jealous, kills me
And it makes me lose myself.
There is something in her new, different,
yours and dangerous
Her eyes will be two black abysses
that have no background
It will be the perfume that when walking gives off
Of your silky skin
It will be my mind that does not understand it
but he wants her
There is something in her that gives me life
that I have not discovered
But she doesn't matter to me
There is something about her that makes her different
And that you prefer it among the others.
I don't even know where she comes from
I don't know where she goes
I know when she's not around me
All things go wrong.
There's something about her that's like a bite
sweet and dangerous
That you barely taste, you want to repeat it
And she always knows little
Then she catches you and has the same effect
What a new drug
That she hurts you, blinds you, kills you
But you never leave.
There is something in her that gives me life
that I have not discovered
But she doesn't matter to me
There is something about her that makes her different
And that you prefer it among the others.
I don't even know where it comes from
I don't know where it's going
I know when she's not around me
All things go wrong.