Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ella Dice, artist - Juan Luis Guerra 4.40.
Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Song language: Spanish
Ella Dice(original) |
Ella dice que en sus sueños |
aparezco antes que todo |
antes de cerrar los ojos |
o dar gracias a la vida, qué suerte |
El me dice que en sus sueños |
soy rocío que se esconde |
como la primera noche |
como el día que despierta y se duerme |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
gracias a la vida por tenerte |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
lo mejor ha sido conocerte |
Ella dice que sus besos |
sólo llegan a mi boca |
que mi risa le provoca |
y su amor como una vela se enciende |
El me dice que su cuerpo |
va rodando por mi cuerpo |
que se cuelga entre mi pecho |
que alimenta la ansiedad de tenerle |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
lo mejor ha sido conocerte |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
gracias a la vida por tenerte… |
Ella dice que en sus sueños |
aparezco antes que todo |
antes de cerrar los ojos |
o dar gracias a la vida, qué suerte |
El me dice que su cuerpo |
va rodando por mi cuerpo |
que se cuelga entre mi pecho |
que alimenta la ansiedad de tenerle |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
gracias a la vida por tenerte |
El me dice que me quiere, ella dice que me quiere |
porque sin mi amor se muere |
¡oh, cielo! |
lo mejor ha sido conocerte |
(translation) |
She says that in her dreams |
I appear before everything |
before I close my eyes |
or give thanks to life, how lucky |
He tells me that in his dreams |
I am dew that hides |
like the first night |
like the day he wakes up and falls asleep |
He tells me he loves me, she says he loves me |
because without my love she dies |
Oh my God! |
thanks to life for having you |
He tells me that he loves me, she says that he loves me |
because without my love you die |
Oh my God! |
the best thing has been knowing you |
She says that her kisses |
they only reach my mouth |
that my laugh provokes him |
and his love for her like a candle is lit |
He tells me that his body |
it rolls through my body |
that hangs between my chest |
that feeds the anxiety of having him |
He tells me that he loves me, she says that he loves me |
because without my love you die |
Oh my God! |
the best thing has been knowing you |
He tells me he loves me, she says he loves me |
because without my love you die |
Oh my God! |
thanks to life for having you… |
She says that in her dreams |
I appear before everything |
before I close my eyes |
or give thanks to life, how lucky |
He tells me that his body |
it rolls through my body |
that hangs between my chest |
that feeds the anxiety of having him |
He tells me that he loves me, she says that he loves me |
because without my love you die |
Oh my God! |
thanks to life for having you |
He tells me he loves me, she says she loves me |
because without my love you die |
Oh my God! |
the best thing has been knowing you |