Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Tu Vera, artist - Lola Flores. Album song La Zarzamora, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 09.02.2016
Record label: Artyvoz
Song language: Spanish
A Tu Vera(original) |
A tu vera. |
siempre a la verita tuya. |
siempre a la verita tuya why asta ke de |
amor me muera… |
Que no mirase en tus ojos que no llamase a tu puerta, que no pisase de noche |
las piedras de tu calleja. |
A tu vera. |
siempre a la verita tuya. |
siempre a la verita tuya why hasta que |
de amor me muera… |
Mira que dicen why dicen. |
mira que la tarde aquella. |
mira que si fue why si |
vino. |
de su casa a la lamera. |
why asi mirando why mirando why asi empezo mi |
sequera. |
why asi empezo mi sequera. |
A tu vera. |
siempre a la verita tuya. |
siempre a la verita tuya why asta que |
por ti me muera… |
Que no bebiese en tu copa que no jurase en las rejas que no mirase contigo la |
luna de primavera. |
A tu vera. |
siempre a la verita tuya. |
siempre a la verita tuya why hasta que |
por ti me muera… |
Ya pueden clavar puñales. |
ya pueden cruzar tijeras… ya pueden cubrir con sal. |
. |
los ladrillos de tu puerta. |
ayer hoy mañana why siempre… eternamente a tu |
vera.eternamente a tu vera… |
A tu vera. |
siempre a la verita tuya. |
siempre a la verita tuya why asta el dia |
en quee me muera… |
(translation) |
To you. |
always at your side. |
always to the verita yours why asta ke de |
love die... |
That I didn't look in your eyes that I didn't knock on your door, that I didn't step on at night |
the stones of your alley. |
To you. |
always at your side. |
always at the verita yours and until |
I die of love... |
Look what they say and say. |
look that afternoon. |
look what if it was why yes |
wine. |
from her house from her to the lick. |
why looking like that why looking why that's how my life began |
drought. |
and that's how my dryness began. |
To you. |
always at your side. |
always to your truth and until |
for you I die... |
That he didn't drink in your glass that he didn't swear at the bars that he didn't look at the |
spring moon. |
To you. |
always at your side. |
always at the verita yours and until |
for you I die... |
They can now stab daggers. |
they can now cross scissors… they can now cover with salt. |
. |
the bricks of your door. |
yesterday today tomorrow and always… eternally to you |
vera.eternally to your vera… |
To you. |
always at your side. |
always at your side and until the day |
when I die... |