Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ellas, artist - Voz de Mando. Album song Levantando Polvadera, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Record label: AfinArteMusic
Song language: Spanish
Ellas(original) |
«Ellas» convierten a un león en un tierno gatito |
Ellas se meten a tu alma poquito a poquito |
Ellas saben lo que piensas |
Aunque tú no se los digas |
Ellas te curan las penas que te da la vida… |
Ellas pronuncian tu nombre y te llevan al cielo |
Ellas cancelan tu viaje soltándose el pelo |
Ellas al más poderoso pueden dejarlo en pelotas |
Ellas hacen presidentes a muchos idiotas… |
Po unos ojos lindos y una mirada tierna |
Volamos si es preciso al otro lado de la tierra |
Consiguen lo que quieren |
No puedes detenerlas |
Entrégales el alma y nunca trates de entenderlas… |
Ellas no están en la iglesia rezando el rosario |
Llevan a Dolce & Gabbana en un escapulario |
Ellas se pintan el pelo cuando algo les sale mal |
Y cuentan a sus amigas tu vida sexual… |
Po unos ojos lindos y una mirada tierna |
Volamos si es preciso al otro lado de la tierra |
Consiguen lo que quieren |
No puedes detenerlas |
Entrégales el alma y nunca trates de entenderlas… |
Manejan como diablos, caminan como diosas |
Y llenan los espacios de zapatos y de bolsas |
Convierten a un salvaje en un ejecutivo |
Vas a encontrar pañales donde un día tuviste libros… |
Y es que el mundo es de ellas |
Y es que no hay solución… |
(translation) |
"They" turn a lion into a cute kitten |
They get into your soul little by little |
They know what you think |
Even if you don't tell them |
They heal the sorrows that life gives you... |
They pronounce your name and take you to heaven |
They cancel your trip by letting their hair down |
They can leave the most powerful in balls |
They make many idiots presidents... |
For beautiful eyes and a tender look |
We fly if necessary to the other side of the earth |
they get what they want |
you can't stop them |
Give them your soul and never try to understand them... |
They are not in the church praying the rosary |
They wear Dolce & Gabbana in a scapular |
They dye their hair when something goes wrong |
And they tell their friends about your sex life... |
For beautiful eyes and a tender look |
We fly if necessary to the other side of the earth |
they get what they want |
you can't stop them |
Give them your soul and never try to understand them... |
They drive like hell, they walk like goddesses |
And they fill the spaces of shoes and bags |
They turn a savage into an executive |
You will find diapers where one day you had books... |
And the world belongs to them |
And there is no solution... |