Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 11:11, artist - Tommy Torres. Album song 12 Historias, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаDate of issue: 01.10.2012
Record label: Warner Music Latina
Song language: Spanish
11:11(original) |
| Viernes en la noche |
| El final de otra cruel semana, |
| Todos ya tienen un plan |
| Pero hoy no estoy pa' bailar. |
| Desplomados ya en la cama |
| Los amigos nos acusan de aburridos |
| Nos falta la urgencia de ayer… quizás. |
| Pero algo me dice |
| que las noches tan lentas |
| la luna se crece y la magia comienza. |
| Sé por experiencia |
| que la cosa calienta |
| como a las 11 y 11 ya verás. |
| Te beso en el cuello |
| y desde ahí |
| comienzan los sucesos. |
| Tu cuerpo no ha dado la señal |
| no me voy a desanimar. |
| Las y cincuenta |
| una mordida en la oreja, |
| da resultado |
| pues te pone en alerta. |
| No me quiero apresurar… que va. |
| Pero cuando te noto |
| la piel erizada, |
| Sé que ya vas rumbo a morder la almohada. |
| Miro el reloj y no se como pasa |
| Pero a las 11 y 11 quieres más. |
| Y no sé si es de buen gusto continuar |
| pero nunca me he sabido censurar. |
| Y entre tirones de pelo y arañadas espaldas |
| Los vecinos oyeron más de lo que soñaban. |
| El final más perfecto para esta dura semana, |
| Te veías tan hermosa ahí toda despeinada. |
| Diez a.m. |
| despierto aquí a tu lado. |
| Qué suerte tengo de despertar aquí a tú lado… |
| (translation) |
| Friday night |
| The end of another cruel week, |
| Everyone already has a plan |
| But today I'm not here to dance. |
| already collapsed in bed |
| Friends accuse us of being boring |
| We are missing the urgency of yesterday… perhaps. |
| but something tells me |
| that the nights so slow |
| the moon grows and the magic begins. |
| I know from experience |
| that the thing heats |
| like at 11 and 11 you'll see. |
| I kiss you on the neck |
| and from there |
| events begin. |
| Your body has not given the signal |
| I'm not going to be discouraged. |
| Fifty past |
| a bite on the ear, |
| gives result |
| Well, it puts you on alert. |
| I don't want to rush… no way. |
| But when I notice you |
| bristly skin, |
| I know you're already heading to bite the pillow. |
| I look at the clock and I don't know how it happens |
| But at 11 and 11 you want more. |
| And I don't know if it's in good taste to continue |
| but I have never known how to censor myself. |
| And between hair pulling and scratched backs |
| The neighbors heard more than they dreamed. |
| The most perfect ending to this hard week, |
| You looked so beautiful there all disheveled. |
| Ten am. |
| I wake up here next to you. |
| How lucky I am to wake up here by your side... |