Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Menta Y Canela, artist - Thalia. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: Spanish
Menta Y Canela(original) |
| Na na na na na… |
| Esta cosquillita que siento en mi interior |
| hace que yo pierda completa la razon |
| suben que sube a toda presion |
| pasa y arrasa con el corazon |
| afecta las piernos no puedo ni bailar |
| pasa por la manos no puedo reaccionar |
| hace que pierda la concentracion |
| cuando tus labios quieren regalarme tus besos |
| Besos que saben a menta y canela |
| cuando siento tu aliento |
| el alma se desespera |
| se altera al calor de tu cuerpo |
| y escucho tus sentimientos |
| que escapan al compas de tus besos |
| besos que saben a menta y canela |
| y bajan por el cuellito |
| y siguen su caminito |
| y llegan al ombliguito |
| y asi vuelves a empezar |
| a besar |
| Esta cosquillita que siento en mi interior |
| hace que yo pierda completa la razon |
| sube que sube a toda presion |
| pasa y arrasa con el corazon |
| afecta las piernas no puedo ni bailar |
| pasa por las manos no puedo reaccionar |
| hace que pierda la concentracion |
| cuando tus labios quieren regalarme tus besos |
| Besos que saben a menta y canela |
| cuando siento tu aliento |
| el alma se desespera |
| se altera al calor de tu cuerpo |
| y escucho tus sentimientos |
| que escapan al compas de tus besos |
| besos que saben a menta y canela |
| y bajan por el cuellito |
| y siguen su caminito |
| y llegan al ombliguito |
| y asi vuelves a empezar |
| a besar |
| Na na na na na… |
| Y bajan por el cuellito |
| y pasan por el hombrito |
| y siguen su caminito |
| y llegan al ombliguito |
| y pasan mas abajito |
| Hay y asi vuelves a empezar |
| mua. |
| (translation) |
| Na na na na na… |
| This little tickle that I feel inside |
| makes me completely lose my mind |
| they go up that goes up at all pressure |
| passes and destroys the heart |
| it affects the legs I can't even dance |
| goes through the hands I can not react |
| makes me lose concentration |
| when your lips want to give me your kisses |
| Kisses that taste like mint and cinnamon |
| when i feel your breath |
| the soul despairs |
| is altered by the heat of your body |
| and I listen to your feelings |
| that escape to the beat of your kisses |
| kisses that taste like mint and cinnamon |
| and they go down the neck |
| and they follow their path |
| and they reach the navel |
| and so you start again |
| to kiss |
| This little tickle that I feel inside |
| makes me completely lose my mind |
| go up that goes up at all pressure |
| passes and destroys the heart |
| it affects my legs I can't even dance |
| goes through the hands I can not react |
| makes me lose concentration |
| when your lips want to give me your kisses |
| Kisses that taste like mint and cinnamon |
| when i feel your breath |
| the soul despairs |
| is altered by the heat of your body |
| and I listen to your feelings |
| that escape to the beat of your kisses |
| kisses that taste like mint and cinnamon |
| and they go down the neck |
| and they follow their path |
| and they reach the navel |
| and so you start again |
| to kiss |
| Na na na na na… |
| And they go down the neck |
| and they go through the little man |
| and they follow their path |
| and they reach the navel |
| and they pass lower |
| There is and so you start again |
| mua. |