Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Enero , by - El Barrio. Song from the album La Voz de Mi Silencio, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 14.10.2007
Record label: Flamenco Abierto
Song language: Spanish
Enero(original) |
| Hace frío, mes de enero |
| En el ala, de mi sombrero |
| Hoy se posan, mariposas |
| Con cuerpos de caramelo |
| Don Lorenzo, se me muere |
| Catalina, se entretiene |
| Viendo como, los quereles |
| Se esconden tras unos besos |
| Y yo probé, de las mieles de unos labios |
| Y era tan dulce, tan dulce, tan dulce esa condena |
| Que pensé que entre lo dulce y amargo |
| Existiría un mundo de diferencia |
| Y yo probé, de las mieles de unos labios |
| Y sin quererlo, sin quererlo te robaba la inocencia |
| Que por tu amor colga como un escapulario |
| Si un día he amado y ha sido pecado |
| Por favor, ¡clemencia! |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| ¡Ay! |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| Porqe yo sien, como se rompe mi corazón |
| Como soy el dueño y señor de la noche |
| Hoy voy a bajar la luna y hasta tu balcón |
| Hace frío, mes de enero |
| En el ala, de mi sombrero |
| Hoy se posan, mariposas |
| Con cuerpos de caramelo |
| Don Lorenzo, se me muere |
| Catalina, se me entretiene |
| Viendo como, los qereles… |
| Aqel que tenga un amor |
| ¡Ay! |
| Que lo cuide; |
| ¡ay! |
| Que lo cuide… |
| Y que qién no lo tenga |
| No se descuide, no se descuide… |
| Aqel qe sufra de amor |
| Que se imagine, que se imagine… |
| Que es como una habitación |
| (Ay, se abren ventanas y que se ventile) |
| ¡Ay! |
| Qién no sabe navegar |
| Y ni siquiera monta en barco |
| Desafía a los océanos (x2) |
| Y se ahoga en los charcos |
| El amor es ciego y va acompañao de la locura |
| Hay amores pasajeros y hay amores que duran y duran |
| Amores que son muy humanos |
| Amores que extrañaríamos |
| Amores que son de verano |
| Amores pa toa la vida… |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| ¡Ay! |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| Amor, amor, amor, amor |
| (translation) |
| It's cold, month of January |
| On the brim of my hat |
| Today they perch, butterflies |
| With bodies of candy |
| Don Lorenzo, it dies on me |
| Catherine, entertains |
| Seeing how, the quereles |
| They hide behind a few kisses |
| And I tried, from the honey of some lips |
| And it was so sweet, so sweet, so sweet that condemnation |
| That I thought that between the sweet and the bitter |
| There would be a world of difference |
| And I tried, from the honey of some lips |
| And without wanting it, without wanting it, I stole your innocence |
| That for your love hangs like a scapular |
| If one day I have loved and it has been a sin |
| Please mercy! |
| Love love love love |
| Oh! |
| Love love love love |
| Love love love love |
| Because I feel, how my heart breaks |
| As I am the owner and lord of the night |
| Today I'm going to lower the moon and even your balcony |
| It's cold, month of January |
| On the brim of my hat |
| Today they perch, butterflies |
| With bodies of candy |
| Don Lorenzo, it dies on me |
| Catalina, it entertains me |
| Seeing how, the qerels… |
| someone who has a love |
| Oh! |
| Take care of him; |
| Oh! |
| Take care of him... |
| And who doesn't have it |
| Don't be careless, don't be careless... |
| The one who suffers from love |
| Imagine, imagine… |
| what is like a room |
| (Oh, windows open and ventilate) |
| Oh! |
| Who doesn't know how to navigate |
| And he doesn't even ride a boat |
| Challenge the oceans (x2) |
| And drown in the puddles |
| Love is blind and is accompanied by madness |
| There are temporary loves and there are loves that last and last |
| Loves that are very human |
| loves we would miss |
| loves that are summer |
| Loves for life… |
| Love love love love |
| Oh! |
| Love love love love |
| Love love love love |