Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Manjar, artist - CardellinoDate of issue: 11.10.2018
Song language: Spanish
Manjar(original) |
| Dentro de tu piel |
| Pude levitar y desaparecer |
| Saber que luego de nadar en tu perfume ya no soy el mismo |
| Luego de probar ese manjar todo tiene un gusto extraño |
| Como si tu lengua y mis labios |
| Me estuvieran pidiendo |
| Encontrarse en la vuelta |
| Pa-para cumplirse mil y una amenaza' mientras que la casa da vueltas |
| Mi reina de La Boca |
| Tiene atrás a una tropa |
| Pero ella solo quiere |
| Deshacerse en mi boca |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| En la calle es un ángel |
| En la cama una rota |
| Dice que linda ropa |
| Quitártela me copa |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Sus ojos me hablan, su boca me mira |
| Su cuello me pide que la muerda como una fruta prohibida |
| Y mientras vamos mojando la seda |
| Cada vez tengo más ganas mi reina |
| Luego de probar ese manjar todo tiene un gusto extraño |
| Como si tu lengua y mis labios |
| Me estuvieran pidiendo |
| Encontrarse en la vuelta |
| Pa-para cumplirse mil y una amenaza' mientras que la casa da vueltas |
| Mi reina de La Boca |
| Tiene atrás a una tropa |
| Pero ella solo quiere |
| Deshacerse en mi boca |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| En la calle es un ángel |
| En la cama una rota |
| Dice que linda ropa |
| Quitártela me copa |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, ah |
| No sé mi amor, no sé por qué |
| Verme en tu sol rayó mi piel |
| Verme en tu Dios ahogándome |
| Arte del nuestro |
| Sola cantando entre las olas |
| Ver tu cuerpo desnudo |
| Y esa piel pecadora |
| Llueven sms, todos buscan el roce |
| Saben que no la merecen y que yo puedo hacerla volar |
| No tiene precio, solo yo puedo hacerla volar |
| Volar, volar, volar |
| Mi reina de La Boca |
| Tiene atrás a una tropa |
| Pero ella solo quiere |
| Deshacerse en mi boca |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| En la calle es un ángel |
| En la cama una rota |
| Dice que linda ropa |
| Quitártela me copa |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| (translation) |
| inside your skin |
| I was able to levitate and disappear |
| Know that after swimming in your perfume I am no longer the same |
| After trying that delicacy everything has a strange taste |
| As if your tongue and my lips |
| they were asking me |
| meet around the corner |
| Pa-to fulfill a thousand and one threat' while the house goes around |
| My queen of La Boca |
| He has a troop behind |
| But she just wants |
| melt in my mouth |
| yeah yeah |
| yeah yeah |
| In the street is an angel |
| In bed a broken |
| She says nice clothes |
| take it off me cup |
| yeah yeah |
| yeah yeah |
| Her eyes speak to me, her mouth looks at me |
| Her neck asks me to bite her like a forbidden fruit |
| And while we're wetting the silk |
| Every time I want more my queen |
| After trying that delicacy everything has a strange taste |
| As if your tongue and my lips |
| they were asking me |
| meet around the corner |
| Pa-to fulfill a thousand and one threat' while the house goes around |
| My queen of La Boca |
| She has a troop behind |
| But she just wants |
| melt in my mouth |
| yeah yeah |
| yeah yeah |
| In the street is an angel |
| In bed a broken |
| She says nice clothes |
| take it off me cup |
| yeah yeah |
| Yeah yeah oh |
| I don't know my love, I don't know why |
| Seeing me in your sun scratched my skin |
| See me in your God drowning me |
| art of ours |
| Alone singing among the waves |
| see your naked body |
| And that sinful skin |
| It rains sms, everyone looks for the touch |
| They know they don't deserve it and that I can make it fly |
| It's priceless, only I can make it fly |
| Fly, fly, fly |
| My queen of La Boca |
| She has a troop behind |
| But she just wants |
| melt in my mouth |
| yeah yeah |
| yeah yeah |
| In the street is an angel |
| In bed a broken |
| She says nice clothes |
| take it off me cup |
| yeah yeah |
| yeah yeah |