Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buen Color, artist - El Barrio. Album song Espejos, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 23.10.2011
Record label: Flamenco Abierto
Song language: Spanish
Buen Color(original) |
Que no me dé tantos tormentos |
Y oxigene mi corazón |
Las luces del alba (tris) |
Se refleja en mi ventana |
Cuando va cantando el gallo |
Porque llega la mañana |
Tu piensas que soy de hielo |
Que nunca me duele nada |
Tú sabes que tengo sentimiento |
Aunque muchas veces |
No mida mis palabras |
Sí, lo tengo que admitir |
Tengo personalidad |
Y los prontos me pueden |
Si quieres hacemos las paces |
Nos damos un cariño |
Y nos queremos de vera |
Los rencores al olvido |
Y salga el sol por Antequera (tris) |
Despacito (tris) |
Que contra más despacito |
Más prisa le entra |
Por venirse a mi ladito |
La lluvia de Abril |
Ha traído de momento |
Un olor a primavera |
Ha vuelto en el pensamiento |
De volver a ser quien era |
La lluvia de Abril (bis) |
Si he dejado de quererte |
Es porque me llené de orgullo |
Lo tuyo era mío |
Y lo mío no era tuyo |
No me dejes morir |
Quiero entrar en tu cuerpo |
Tu pelo y tu mente |
Y llenarme de ti |
Luchar como un guerrero |
Sin tregua ninguna |
Y hasta que digas que sí |
Y desafiar al miedo |
Y mojarnos de cariño |
Bajo la lluvia de Abril |
Que como (tris) |
Como la lluvia de Abril |
Como suena, mira como suena |
El aire por mi ventana me lleva… |
Hoy ha venido de la mar |
Un barquito cargado de sueños |
Trae de nombre temporal |
Porque navega sin rumbo y sin miedo |
Que con el mar en calma |
Que con los temporales |
Ha perecido la barca |
A causa de sus males |
Ella ha salido a buscar |
De aquel barco su marinero |
Sin saber que ha sido la alta mar |
La que se ha llevado |
Su rumbo y sus besos |
Que con el mar en calma |
Que con los temporales |
Ha perecido la barca |
A causa de sus males |
No se le cierran las heridas |
La veo como un nazareno |
Pasando grandes fatigas |
Y yo me he daito cuenta (bis) |
Que para saber de tu persona |
No hace falta entender de letras |
Me gusta to (bis) |
To lo que suene de buen color |
Y así pasan los días |
Y así pasan las horas |
No cambien mi vida |
Que no cambien mi moda |
Las mañanas de Lucía |
Por la tarde Camarón |
Por la noche la Paquera |
Madrugá de Caracol |
Desayuno con el Pica |
Me alimento de la Perla |
Y escuchando a mi Beni |
Yo me he roto la chaqueta |
Un beso pa Morente |
Que está a la vera de Dios |
Y mañanitas de Lucía |
Y madrugadas Camarón |
(translation) |
Don't give me so many torments |
And oxygenate my heart |
The lights of dawn (tris) |
It is reflected in my window |
When the rooster is singing |
because the morning comes |
You think I'm made of ice |
that nothing ever hurts |
You know that I have feeling |
Although many times |
don't mince my words |
Yes I have to admit |
I have personality |
And the soon ones can |
If you want we make peace |
we give each other love |
And we really love each other |
grudges to oblivion |
And the sun rises for Antequera (tris) |
slowly (tris) |
What against more slowly |
More haste enters |
for coming to my side |
April rain |
has brought at the moment |
A smell of spring |
Has returned in thought |
To go back to being who I was |
The rain of April (bis) |
If I have stopped loving you |
It's because I was filled with pride |
yours was mine |
And what was mine was not yours |
Do not let me die |
I want to enter your body |
your hair and your mind |
and fill me with you |
fight like a warrior |
without any truce |
And until you say yes |
And defy fear |
And get wet with love |
Under the April rain |
What do I eat (tris) |
Like the rain in April |
How it sounds, look how it sounds |
The air outside my window carries me… |
Today it has come from the sea |
A boat loaded with dreams |
Bring temporary name |
Because it sails aimlessly and without fear |
That with the calm sea |
What with the storms |
The boat has perished |
Because of their ills |
She's out looking |
From that ship of hers, her sailor |
Without knowing that she has been the high seas |
The one that has been taken |
His direction from her and her kisses |
That with the calm sea |
What with the storms |
The boat has perished |
Because of their ills |
Wounds do not close |
I see her as a Nazarene |
Going through great fatigue |
And I have realized it (bis) |
What to know about your person |
It is not necessary to understand letters |
I like to (bis) |
All that sounds of good color |
And so the days pass |
And so the hours go by |
don't change my life |
Don't change my fashion |
Lucia's mornings |
In the afternoon Shrimp |
At night the Paquera |
Early morning of Snail |
Breakfast with Pica |
I feed on the Pearl |
And listening to my Beni |
I have torn my jacket |
A kiss for Morente |
That she is at the side of God |
And mornings from Lucia |
And early morning shrimp |