Penelope Cruz - Como Los Olivos
текст песни

Like olives

How olives exude oil,
My body glides over your skin.
A calm man sleeps in the Garden of Paradise.
Wet air gives the aroma of honey.

The silhouette of a feature that sleeps in my bed,
With the soul of a river that quenches my thirst,
Irrigates my paths
Until the paradise is bloomed.
Wet air is fresh at dawn.

I will steal a little hair,
To weave them into their braids.
And if you leave, I will leave with you.
Immobilized, we will be lost in time.

My skirt moves along the hips
Under the chime of your laughter and your mess.
With the onset of the night, I will be spoiled by you
Under the moon made of silver ash, because ...
My skirt moves along the hips
(look at me)
Under the chime of your laughter and your mess.
With the onset of the night, I will be spoiled by you
Under the moon made of silver ash, because ...

I will steal a little hair,
To weave them into their braids.
And if you leave, I will leave with you.
Immobilized, we will be lost in time.
I will steal a little hair,
To weave them into their braids.
And if you leave, I will leave with you.
Immobilized, we will be lost in time.

AI, AI, AI, AI, AAA ...
AI, AI, AI, AI, AAA ...
AI, AI, AI, AI, AAA ...

I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
Because I am building you up to my soul,
I will teach you how to dance
I will give you my skin,
Until I drive you crazy.
Because I am building you up to my soul,
I will teach you how to dance
I will give you my skin,
Until you ask me yet.

I will steal a little hair,
To weave them into their braids.
And if you leave, I will leave with you.
Immobilized, we will be lost in time.
I will steal a little hair,
To wear you hanged on my neck
And if you leave, I will leave with you.
And on the way above us fate will prevail.

I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
Because I am building you up to my soul,
I will teach you how to dance
I will give you my skin,
Until I drive you crazy.
Because I am building you up to my soul,
I will teach you how to dance
I will give you my skin,
Until you ask me yet.

I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
I'm from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we do what does not matter.
What does not matter.
What does not matter.

Como Los Olivos, Sudan Aceite.
Mi Cuerpo Resvala Sobre Tu Piel,
Duerme Hombre Tranquilo El Jardin, Del Edén.
Q la Humedad Desprende Sabor a miel.

Silueeta de Duende Q Duerme En Mi Cama,
Con alma de rio q quita mi sed,
Riega Mis Senderon Hasta Q Floresca El Eden,
Q la Humedad Es Fresca Al Amancer.

*estribillo*
Te Robare Algun Cabello,
Para Amarrarlo a la Tenzas de Mi Pelo,
Y Si T Vas M Ire Contigo,
Sin Movimiento Nos Perdera El Tiempo.

Sobre Las Cadras Se Mueve Mi Falda,
Con El Tintineo de Tu Risa y Tu Jaleo,
Y Al Volver La Noxe M Tondras Mimada,
Bajo Una Luna de Cenizas Plateadas,
Porq Sobre Las Cadras Se Mueve Mi Falda, Mirame,
Con El Tintineo de Tu Risa Y Jaleo,
y al volver la noxe m tndras mimada aah ah ah aaaahhh,
Bajo Una Luna de Cenizas Plateadas.

*estribillo*

AY AY AY AY AYYY
AY AY AY AY AYYYYYYY
Aaaaaaaaaa

Yo Soy del Sur Tu Eres del Norte,
No hablamo el Mismo Idioma Pero Haremo Q no Importe,
Yo Soy del Sur Tu Ere del Norte,
No hablamo el Mismo Idioma Pero Haremo Q no Importe,
Porq T Robare Hasta El Alma,
T Enseñare a Balar,
Q T Voy a Dar Mi Piel Hata Hacert Enloqcer,
Porq T Robare Hata El Alma,
T Enseñare a Balar,
Q T Voy a Dar M