Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Precisamente Tú, artist - Raphael. Album song Sus Primeras Grabaciones en Discos Philips y Barclay (1962-1963) Vol. 2, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 01.06.2017
Record label: Rama Lama
Song language: Spanish
Precisamente Tú(original) |
Me dicen que has hablado mal de miNo lo comprendoMe dicen que tu has dicho no se queMe habran mentidoPues no concibo que seas tuPrecisamente, tu Tu, precisamente, tuDe mi vas murmurandoTu, precisamente, tuQue tanto me has |
amado |
Tu, que si el mundo me hubieses pedidoLo hubiera robado por dartelo a tiY que |
si pena veia en tus ojosHacia el payaso por verte reir |
Tu, tu, tu, tu, precisamente, tuDe mi vas murmurandoTu, precisamente, |
tuNo puede ser verdad |
Y aunque el sol y la luna me diganQue si que te oyeron de mi murmurarYo dire |
que no, que es mentiraTu no puedes hablar mal de mi Tu, que si el mundo me hubieses pedidoLo hubiera robado por dartelo a tiY que |
si pena veia en tus ojosHacia el payaso por verte reir |
Tu, tu, tu, tu, precisamente, tuDe mi vas murmurandoTu, precisamente, |
tuNo puede ser verdad |
Y aunque el sol y la luna me diganQue si que te oyeron de mi murmurarYo dire |
que no, que es mentiraTu no puedes, tu no puedesTu no debes hablar mal de mi |
(translation) |
They tell me that you have spoken ill of me I don't understand it They tell me that you have said I don't know that they would have lied to me Well I can't conceive that it's you Precisely, you You, precisely, you Gossip about me You, precisely, you How much have you done to me |
loved |
You, if the world had asked me, I would have stolen it to give it to you. |
If I saw sorrow in your eyes Towards the clown for seeing you laugh |
You, you, you, you, precisely, you You go murmuring about me, precisely, |
you can't be true |
And although the sun and the moon tell me Yes, they heard you from my murmur, I will say |
No, it's a lie. You can't speak ill of me. You, if the world had asked me, I would have stolen it for giving it to you. |
If I saw sorrow in your eyes Towards the clown for seeing you laugh |
You, you, you, you, precisely, you You go murmuring about me, precisely, |
you can't be true |
And although the sun and the moon tell me Yes, they heard you from my murmur, I will say |
No, it's a lie. You can't, you can't. You shouldn't speak ill of me. |