Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yo Sueno Flamenco , by - El Barrio. Song from the album Toda una Decada, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 31.12.2005
Record label: Ediciones Senador
Song language: Spanish
Yo Sueno Flamenco(original) |
| Cuenta de su boca que antes que amanezca el día |
| Se siente atraído por su gran ciudad |
| Y rula por las calles |
| Con los walkman puestos |
| Escuchando el flamenquito que necesita escuchar |
| Y dice que se muere |
| Cantando por soleá |
| Y con sus cuatro frases |
| Que no para de cantar |
| Yo sueno flamenco |
| Yo canto distinto |
| Yo lo llevo dentro |
| Porque así he nacío |
| Yo canto flamenco |
| Yo canto distinto |
| Yo lo llevo dentro |
| Porque lo he vivío |
| Se ha escrito tanto sobre mi mundo, Esperanza que |
| Ya no me queda que decir |
| Te enseñaré a cuidar mis sentimientos |
| Para que veas que fue de mí |
| Ay pero que fue de aquel |
| Que con el cielo hablaba |
| Ay pero que fue de aquel |
| Que reía, que reía, mientras lloraba |
| El que sentía diferente |
| El que inspiraba a su gente |
| Punto de encuentro callejuelas y compases |
| Y como publico una lluvia |
| Y como ímpetu sangre |
| Yo sueno flamenco |
| Yo sueño distinto |
| Yo lo llevo dentro |
| Porque así he nacío |
| Yo sueno flamenco |
| Yo sueno distinto |
| Yo lo llevo dentro |
| Porque lo he vivío… |
| (translation) |
| Account of his mouth that before the day dawns |
| He is attracted to his big city |
| And roll through the streets |
| With the walkman on |
| Listening to the flamenco that needs to listen |
| And he says he's dying |
| singing por soleá |
| And with its four phrases |
| that does not stop singing |
| I sound flamenco |
| I sing differently |
| I carry it inside |
| Because that's how I was born |
| I sing flamenco |
| I sing differently |
| I carry it inside |
| Because I have lived it |
| So much has been written about my world, Hope that |
| I have no more to say |
| I will teach you to take care of my feelings |
| So you can see what became of me |
| Oh but what happened to that |
| That with the sky he spoke |
| Oh but what happened to that |
| That he laughed, that he laughed, while he cried |
| The one who felt different |
| The one who inspired his people |
| Meeting point alleys and compasses |
| And how do I publish a rain |
| And as blood impetus |
| I sound flamenco |
| I dream differently |
| I carry it inside |
| Because that's how I was born |
| I sound flamenco |
| I sound different |
| I carry it inside |
| Because I have lived it… |