Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sevilla, artist - Fondo Flamenco.
Date of issue: 17.12.2020
Song language: Spanish
Sevilla(original) |
Hasta que punto he llegado, cruzemos Sevilla sin nada en las manos, |
no lo necesito, con su aire me basto. |
Sevilla es entera bonita de triana a San Pablo, y a rochelambert hasta mi |
Giralda yo la quiero ver. |
Puede que no tenga playa xo tiene rio, el rio guadalquivir, ay yo sin sevilla |
no podria vivir. |
Sevilla no es una ciudad y es un sentimiento, no lo puedo explicar, |
ay q ser sevillano pa poder entender que es lo se siente y al poder volver, |
aaa su ciudadd. |
sus calles son trozos de cielo que te alegra el alma si pasas por el estan |
llenas de vida y huele a laurel |
los sevillanos tiene algo que corre en sus venas y en su sangre esta el arte y |
el flamenco su arte en su ciudad |
la feria y la semana santa no la tiene nadie nadie cmoo aqui y esqe mira |
primaaa aaayyy |
Sevilla no es una ciudad y es un sentimiento, no lo puedo explicar, |
ay q ser sevillano pa poder entender que es lo se siente y al poder volver, |
aaa su ciudadd. |
y esq el corazon me duele q al pensar q un dia me tenga q ir, xq yo en mi |
tierra me kiero morir. |
sevilla no es solo mi hogar y es un sentimiento no lo puedo explicar, |
ay q ser sevillano pa yegar a entender eso k se siente al poder escuchar esta |
cancion!!! |
(translation) |
How far have I come, let's cross Seville with nothing in our hands, |
I don't need it, its air is enough for me. |
Seville is beautiful from Triana to San Pablo, and from Rochelambert to me |
Giralda I want to see her. |
It may not have a beach or it does have a river, the Guadalquivir river, oh, I don't have Seville |
I could not live. |
Seville is not a city and it is a feeling, I cannot explain it, |
oh, to be a Sevillian to be able to understand what it feels like and to be able to return, |
aaa your city |
its streets are pieces of heaven that make your soul happy if you go through it |
full of life and smells like laurel |
Sevillians have something that runs in their veins and in their blood is art and |
flamenco its art in its city |
nobody has the fair and holy week nobody like here and look |
cousin aaayyy |
Seville is not a city and it is a feeling, I cannot explain it, |
oh, to be a Sevillian to be able to understand what it feels like and to be able to return, |
aaa your city |
And it's that my heart hurts when I think that one day I have to go, because I in myself |
earth I want to die. |
Seville is not only my home and it is a feeling I cannot explain, |
oh, to be a Sevillian to understand what it feels like to be able to listen to this |
song!!! |