Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sé Lo Que Hicisteis, artist - Melendi. Album song Yo me veo contigo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Sé Lo Que Hicisteis(original) |
Detras de una tormenta siempre llega la calma |
despues que nos amemos fumamos un pito a pachas |
despues de arrancarte una costilla, mordí la manzana |
Despues de que aguantemos la bomba en hiroshima |
despues que un tal Bin laden arrasara New York |
despues de que los Harlem Glober Trotter se enfrentaran en mi corazon |
ESTRIBILLO *1* |
Dejarian de existir para mi la flores |
de esas que te fumas yu lo ves to a colores |
dejarian de existir tus ojitos verdes |
tus baqueritos rotos tus vestidos cortos de vida alegre |
ESTRIBILLO *2* |
Y esa Juana sin arco |
ese Bill sin Gates |
aquella foto de aquel narco que viste de beige |
esa cabaña en el lago … |
Se lo que hicistes el ultimo verano |
Y esa Juana sin arco |
ese Bill sin Gates |
aquella foto de aquel narco que viste de beige |
esa cabaña en el lago … |
Se lo que hicistes el ultimo verano |
Destras de una derrota siempre hay una esperanza |
quando te veo en pelotas mi corazon busca calma |
detras de esa bonita sonrisa, que duerme en mi cama |
Despues de que Corea nos jodiera el mundial |
despues que William Walas gritara libertad |
despues de que la tuna le cantara una mentira a la cruel realidad |
ESTRIBILLO *1* |
ESTRIBILLO *2* |
ESTRIBILLO *2* (Se repite hasta el final) |
(translation) |
After a storm there is always calm |
after we love each other we smoke a whistle to pachas |
after ripping a rib out, i bit into the apple |
After we endure the bomb in hiroshima |
after a certain Bin Laden devastated New York |
after the Harlem Glober Trotters met in my heart |
CHORUS *1* |
Flowers would cease to exist for me |
one of those that you smoke and you see it in all colors |
your little green eyes would cease to exist |
your broken baqueritos your short dresses of joyful life |
CHORUS *2* |
And that Joan without a bow |
that Bill without Gates |
that photo of that narco who dressed in beige |
that cabin on the lake… |
I know what you did last summer |
And that Joan without a bow |
that Bill without Gates |
that photo of that narco who dressed in beige |
that cabin on the lake… |
I know what you did last summer |
Behind a defeat there is always hope |
when I see you naked my heart seeks calm |
behind that pretty smile, that sleeps in my bed |
After Korea screwed us the World Cup |
after William Walas shouted freedom |
after the prickly pear sang a lie to the cruel reality |
CHORUS *1* |
CHORUS *2* |
CHORUS *2* (Repeats until the end) |