Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frenar enero [Directo 2015], artist - Vanesa Martín. Album song Yo me veo contigo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Frenar enero [Directo 2015](original) |
Alguien que sepa frenar enero |
Alguien que sepa que viene fuerte |
Él llega demandándome mantas |
Entrelazándose entre las piernas |
De la gente que amando se calma |
Y es que aún voy subiendo la calle |
Hay personas que al verme me paran |
Llego tarde a la cita esta vez |
Cuando llegue no sé cómo haré |
Para no parecerte muy rara |
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente |
No entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente |
Y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer |
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos |
Que me ganes y puedas perderme |
Que me queden algunos antojos |
Y me dejes sabor al pensarte |
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo |
Que me hables de vida y presienta… |
Que nací pa' vivirla contigo |
Que me toques la cara y me muera |
Cada vez que te arañe el destino |
Alguien que sepa frenar enero |
Alguien que sepa que viene fuerte |
Que me cuente lo que yo no sé |
Y me deje mi tiempo después |
Para así abrazarte sin verte |
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente |
No entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente |
Y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer |
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos |
Que me ganes y puedas perderme |
Que me queden algunos antojos |
Y me dejes sabor al pensarte |
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo |
Que me hables de vida y presienta… |
Que nací pa' vivirla contigo |
Que me toques la cara y me muera |
Cada vez que te arañe el destino |
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos |
Que me ganes y puedas perderme… |
Tararatatata… |
(translation) |
Someone who knows how to stop January |
Someone who knows that it comes strong |
He arrives demanding blankets |
intertwining between the legs |
Of the people who calm down when loving |
And I'm still going up the street |
There are people who stop me when they see me |
I'm late for the appointment this time |
When it arrives I don't know how I'll do |
So as not to seem too weird |
My spoiled child, my patient lover |
You don't understand bums no matter how hard I try |
And make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you |
That I want to find myself in your eyes |
That you win me and you can lose me |
I have some cravings left |
And let me taste when I think of you |
And I grew up painting you in red |
That you talk to me about life and feel… |
That I was born to live it with you |
That you touch my face and I die |
Every time fate scratches you |
Someone who knows how to stop January |
Someone who knows that it comes strong |
Tell me what I don't know |
And leave me my time afterwards |
In order to hug you without seeing you |
My spoiled child, my patient lover |
You don't understand bums no matter how hard I try |
And make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you |
That I want to find myself in your eyes |
That you win me and you can lose me |
I have some cravings left |
And let me taste when I think of you |
And I grew up painting you in red |
That you talk to me about life and feel… |
That I was born to live it with you |
That you touch my face and I die |
Every time fate scratches you |
That I want to find myself in your eyes |
That you win me and you can lose me... |
Tararatatata… |