Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Verano Azul, artist - Juan Magan.
Date of issue: 22.10.2020
Song language: Spanish
Verano Azul(original) |
Verano, el verano es azul. |
No matter where you are, en el Caribe en Europa… |
porque el verano es azul. |
You know how is Dovid! |
Come on! |
She’s movin' like a rock star, movin' as a porn star. |
Dale go you don’t stop, ya no te pares dale mami. |
Mueve loca, bésame la boca, fuerte como roca. |
Verano azul pa' ti pa' mi. |
Baila mi soca, la mano arriba loca. |
Ya quítate la ropa, bebamos una copa. |
Ya muéveme la popa, mamita como tú, perreando poca luz, |
faldita y camisú… ya no hay tabú. |
You know how is David! |
Come on! |
El verano es azul. |
Amanecimos, era verano, latinos, americanos. |
Y el sol sobre mi carro, quemándonos las manos, y un lao lleno de sal. |
Ahora sí que le vamos a meter: |
yo recuerdo una noche en el coche mío. |
¡Ay qué lío! |
Tú me quitabas el frío. |
Por tus curvitas me guio, dices que eres libre y yo me fío. |
Si yo supiera que un hombre te estaba esperando, |
no hubiera tocao lo que estaba tocando. |
Lo mío es duro y lo tuyo es blando, |
dulce como el mango. |
¿Tú que estás hablando? |
Sí fue culpa tuya, no me montes la bulla |
yo no sabía que tú eras suya. |
Cuando llego la patrulla: |
Señor agente, me puso caliente. |
Yo no soy culpable ni soy indecente |
pregunte a la gente. |
She’s movin' like a rock star |
movin' as a porn star. |
Dale go you don’t stop, ya no te pares dale mami. |
Mueve loca, bésame la boca, fuerte como roca. |
Verano azul pa' ti pa' mi. |
Baila mi soca, la mano arriba loca. |
Ya quítate la ropa, bebamos una copa. |
Ya muéveme la popa, mamita como tú, |
perreando poca luz, |
faldita y camisu… ya no hay tabú. |
One, two, three, four. |
She’s movin' like a rock star |
movin' as a porn star. |
Dale go you don’t stop, |
ya no te pares dale mami. |
Mueve loca, bésame la boca, fuerte como roca. |
Verano azul pa' ti pa' mi. |
Baila mi soca, la mano arriba loca. |
Ya quítate la ropa, bebamos una copa. |
Ya muéveme la popa, mamita como tú, |
perreando poca luz, faldita y camisú… ya no hay tabú. |
(translation) |
Summer, summer is blue. |
No matter where you are, in the Caribbean in Europe… |
because summer is blue. |
You know how is David! |
Come on! |
She's movin' like a rock star, movin' as a porn star. |
Give it go you don't stop, don't stop anymore give it mommy. |
She moves crazy, kiss my mouth, strong as a rock. |
Blue summer for you for me. |
She dances my soca, her hand up crazy. |
Now take off your clothes, drink a glass. |
Now move my stern, mommy like you, perreando low light, |
little skirt and camisú… there is no longer a taboo. |
You know how is David! |
Come on! |
The summer is blue. |
We woke up, it was summer, Latinos, Americans. |
And the sun on my car, burning our hands, and a hand full of salt. |
Now we are going to add: |
I remember one night in my car. |
Oh what a mess! |
You took away the cold |
Because of your curvitas I was guided, you say you are free and I trust you. |
If I knew that a man was waiting for you, |
he wouldn't have touched what he was touching. |
Mine is hard and yours is soft, |
sweet as mango. |
What are you talking about? |
Yes it was your fault, don't make a fuss of me |
I did not know that you were his. |
When the patrol arrived: |
Mr. Agent, you made me horny. |
I am not guilty nor am I indecent |
ask people. |
She she's movin' like a rock star |
movin' as a porn star. |
Give it go you don't stop, don't stop anymore give it mommy. |
Move crazy, kiss my mouth, hard as rock. |
Blue summer for you for me. |
Dance my soca, hand up crazy. |
Now take off your clothes, drink a glass. |
Now move my stern, mommy like you, |
twerking low light, |
little skirt and camisu… there is no longer a taboo. |
One, two, three, four. |
She she's movin' like a rock star |
movin' as a porn star. |
Dale go you don't stop, |
Don't stop anymore, give it to me, mommy. |
Move crazy, kiss my mouth, hard as rock. |
Blue summer for you for me. |
Dance my soca, hand up crazy. |
Now take off your clothes, drink a glass. |
Now move my stern, mommy like you, |
twerking little light, skirt and camisú… there is no longer a taboo. |