Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mujer , by - El Barrio. Release date: 16.12.2020
Song language: Spanish
Mujer(original) |
| Cuántas mujeres a medio amar |
| Cuánta fidelidad sin delinquir |
| Cuántas mentiras con su verdad |
| Cuántos no sintiendo un sí |
| Qué poca sinceridad |
| Cuánto nos queda por vivir |
| Cuántos se creen Tarzán |
| Cuántas Sissi Emperatriz |
| Cuántos te quieren enseñar |
| Sin ver más lejos que su nariz |
| Cuánta coba hay que dar |
| Pa' levantarse junto a ti (Pa' levantarse junto a ti) |
| Cuántas supieron dar |
| Cuántas existen sin recibir |
| Cuántas almas de cristal |
| Siendo un antónimo de vivir |
| Primero voy a dar gracias al cielo (Gracias al cielo) |
| Por hacer que el misterio de la vida lo dé una mujer |
| Y al falso machista don nadie y embustero |
| Que me digan de qué sexo fue a nacer |
| No crean que mi palabra es el evangelio (No, no, no) |
| Yo nunca fui maestro en eso del amor (No, no, no) |
| Pero qué suerte que en el mundo de los ciegos |
| El tacto y el instinto sean pasión |
| Qué pena que en el mundo de los necios |
| Se confunda la codicia y la ilusión |
| (translation) |
| How many half-loving women |
| How much fidelity without committing a crime |
| How many lies with your truth |
| How many no feeling a yes |
| what little sincerity |
| how long do we have to live |
| How many believe Tarzan |
| How many Empress Sissi |
| How many want to teach you |
| Seeing no further than his nose |
| How much coba do you have to give |
| To get up next to you (To get up next to you) |
| how many were able to give |
| How many exist without receiving |
| how many crystal souls |
| Being an antonym of live |
| First I'll thank heaven (Thank heaven) |
| For making the mystery of life be given by a woman |
| And the fake macho nobody and liar |
| Tell me what sex she was born with |
| Do not believe that my word is the gospel (No, no, no) |
| I was never a teacher in that of love (No, no, no) |
| But what luck that in the world of the blind |
| Touch and instinct are passion |
| What a pity that in the world of fools |
| Greed and illusion are confused |