Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suave Bruta, artist - Joe Arroyo. Album song 32 Cañonazos, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 30.06.2015
Record label: Discos Fuentes
Song language: Spanish
Suave Bruta(original) |
Cumbia de mi tierra |
Para que no me olviden |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Recibió un beso Martica |
Primera vez en su vida |
Recibe un beso Martica |
Primera vez en su vida |
Sobre la balsamina |
Del patio de Bertilda |
Sobre la balsamina |
Del patio de Bertilda |
Suave bruta |
No trate al hijo ajeno así |
Suave bruta |
No trate al hijo ajeno así |
Suave bruta |
Sin mujé que ya existiese |
Me parrece que carece |
De un don que mi Dios le ha otorgado |
Por regla esa boquita floja de lengua largota |
Y ver pa' ver cuidado |
De un léxico que alborota |
Al viejo más reservado |
Ay que se metió en la candela |
Ay que se metió en la candela |
Ay otra piel que te parece |
Ay otra piel |
Ay otra piel que te parece |
Ay otra piel |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Ya yo no soy un pelao |
Avisan de Bocachica |
Que en el Cantil de Medina |
Avisan de Bocachica |
Que en el cantil de Medina |
Se fue a morir Sabina |
Tirando dinamita |
Se fue a morir Sabina |
Tirando Dinamita |
Suave bruta |
No trate al hijo ajeno así |
Suave bruta |
No trate al hijo ajeno así |
Suave bruta |
No trate al hijo ajeno así |
Que no se le ocurra na' |
Que no sé, que no sé |
Montársele al gallo jabao |
Le dejó una costilla rota, la patica floja y la quijá pa' un lao |
También le pongo la boca y el ojo bien colorao |
Ay quien se metió en la candela |
Ay quien se metió en la candela |
Ay otra piel que te parece |
Ay otra piel |
Ay otra piel que te parece |
Ay otra piel |
(translation) |
Cumbia from my land |
So they don't forget me |
I am no longer a pelao |
I am no longer a pelao |
She received a kiss from Martica |
First time in his life |
Receive a Martica kiss |
First time in his life |
About the balsam |
From Bertilda's patio |
About the balsam |
From Bertilda's patio |
soft gross |
Don't treat someone else's child like this |
soft gross |
Don't treat someone else's child like this |
soft gross |
Without a woman who already existed |
It seems to me that it lacks |
Of a gift that my God has given him |
As a rule that loose mouth with long tongue |
And see to see be careful |
From a lexicon that stirs |
To the most reserved old man |
Oh, he got into the fire |
Oh, he got into the fire |
Oh, another skin that you think |
oh another skin |
Oh, another skin that you think |
oh another skin |
I am no longer a pelao |
I am no longer a pelao |
I am no longer a pelao |
I am no longer a pelao |
Warn about Bocachica |
That in the Cantil de Medina |
Warn about Bocachica |
That in the Medina cliff |
Sabina went to die |
throwing dynamite |
Sabina went to die |
throwing dynamite |
soft gross |
Don't treat someone else's child like this |
soft gross |
Don't treat someone else's child like this |
soft gross |
Don't treat someone else's child like this |
That nothing occurs to him |
that I don't know, that I don't know |
Ride the jabao rooster |
He left her a broken rib, a loose leg and a chin for one side |
I also put the mouth and the eye well colored |
Oh who got into the fire |
Oh who got into the fire |
Oh, another skin that you think |
oh another skin |
Oh, another skin that you think |
oh another skin |