Paroles et traduction Cantores de Hispalis feat. Pascual Gonzalez, Valderrama, Pastora Soler, Joana Jiménez & Rosa - Suite Íntima de Éxitos (I): El Mundo / La Otra / Quien Iba A Imaginarlo / Por Granada

Suite Íntima de Éxitos (I): El Mundo / La Otra / Quien Iba A Imaginarlo / Por Granada

Gira il mundo, gira
Nello spazio senza fine
Con gli amori appena nati
Con gli amori già finiti
Con la gioia e col dolore
Della gente come me

Olvida lo pasado
Juntemos nuestras manos
La vida nos espera
Tú eres mi compañera, mi compañera, mi compañera

Olvida lo pasado (quiéreme)
Juntemos nuestras manos (y amáme)
La vida nos espera
Y eres mi compañera, mi compañera, mi compañera

Por aquella mentira (ya pasó)
Aprendí de la vida (ya aprendí)
Que tú eres mi bandera
Y eres mi compañera, mi compañera, mi compañera

El mundo
Si tú lo quieres te lo entrego
La blanca luna el sol y el cielo
Y el universo te daré
Por tu querer

Tú eres la otra niña, tú eres la otra
Lo dicen los jilgueros
Y si el jilguero canta, no se equivoca
Tú eres la otra

Yo soy la otra
La que estoy en segundo lugar
La que siempre camino detrás
Dicen que eres su amante, la otra

Yo soy la otra
La que duermo a medias con él
La que sufro cuando no me ve
Dicen que eres, su amante, la otra

La otra puede ser cualquiera y en cualquier momento
Con las circunstancias que nos manda el tiempo
Son cosas del amor
Yo soy la otra
Ay, la otra

Je t′aime
I love you
Ti amo
Te quiero mi amor
Je t'aime
I love you
Ti amo
Te quiero mi amor

Quién iba a imaginar que el mundo
Parará de repente
Quién iba a imaginar que tu belleza
Cupiera entre mis brazos
Y tus labios me hicieran tu esclava
Quién iba a imaginarlo

Quién iba a imaginar que me abrazara
Como si fuera un fuego
Y tus llamas quemarán mi cuerpo
Quién iba a imaginarlo

Quién iba a imaginar que me entregaras
Tu desnudez total junto a la mía
Amor, placer y amor quién lo diría
Tú para mí, yo para ti
Y así es la vida

Generalife, hermosa selva, reino de flores
Donde suspiran, sueñan y trinan los ruiseñores
Como cantores
El arte corre por tus jardines y callejuelas
Que sonriente tocan la fuente las castañuelas
Por tus plazuelas

Andalucia, una sultana
Trajo su pelo, lleva volando y ahora es gitana
(Granada) Granada

Intimate Suite of Hits (I): The World / The Other / Who Would Have Imagined / For Granada

The world turns, it turns
In the endless space
With loves just born
With loves already ended
With the joy and the pain
Of people like me

Forget the past
Let's join our hands
Life awaits us
You are my companion, my companion, my companion

Forget the past (love me)
Let's join our hands (and love me)
Life awaits us
And you are my companion, my companion, my companion

For that lie (it's over)
I learned from life (I already learned)
That you are my flag
And you are my companion, my companion, my companion

The world
If you want it, I'll give it to you
The white moon, the sun and the sky
And the universe I will give you
For your love

You are the other girl, you are the other
The goldfinches say so
And if the goldfinch sings, it's not wrong
You are the other

I am the other
The one who is in second place
The one who always walks behind
They say you are his lover, the other

I am the other
The one who sleeps halfway with him
The one who suffers when he doesn't see me
They say you are, his lover, the other

The other can be anyone and at any time
With the circumstances that time sends us
These are things of love
I am the other
Oh, the other

Je t′aime
I love you
Ti amo
Te quiero mi amor
Je t'aime
I love you
Ti amo
Te quiero mi amor

Who would have imagined that the world
Would suddenly stop
Who would have imagined that your beauty
Would fit in my arms
And your lips would make me your slave
Who would have imagined it

Who would have imagined that you would embrace me
As if it were a fire
And your flames would burn my body
Who would have imagined it

Who would have imagined that you would give me
Your total nakedness next to mine
Love, pleasure and love, who would have said it
You for me, I for you
And that's life

Generalife, beautiful forest, kingdom of flowers
Where the nightingales sigh, dream and sing
Like singers
Art runs through your gardens and alleys
That the castanets play the fountain with a smile
Through your little squares

Andalusia, a sultana
Brought her hair, it flies and now she is a gypsy
(Granada) Granada