Paroles et traduction Los Mayitos De Sinaloa - La Ventana Sonica

La Ventana Sonica

En una ventana sonica
Conocí una muy bonitica
Arreglándose los risticos
Mirándose el espejitico

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos

Hay hay hay cuanto me gustica
Lo negro de tus ojiticos
Desde que te conocitico
Desde entonces me cuadratico

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos

Una vez tuve ese gustico
De mirarla en su ventanica
Me acerque a darle un vesitico
Me rompí todo del ositico

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos

Me subí al cerro mas altico
Pa' ver si la devisabica
Devise la polvaderica
Del camión que la llevatica

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos

Una vez tuve ese gustico
De mirarla en su ventanica
Me acerque a darle un vesitico
Me rompí todo del ositico

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos

Me subí al cerro mas altico
Pa' ver si la devisabica
Devise la polvaderica
Del camión que la llevatica

Por la que vetico, no quedo tetico
Le preguntetico, que como estatico
Que si queretico, que si gustatico
Que platicáramos los dos.

Sonic Window

In a sonic window
I met a beautiful girl
Fixing her hair
Looking at her little mirror

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat

Oh, how I like it
The black of your eyes
Since I met you
I've been crazy about you

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat

Once I had that pleasure
Of seeing you in your little window
I went to give you a kiss
I broke my little bone

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat

I climbed the highest hill
To see if I could see you
I saw the dust
Of the truck that took you away

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat

Once I had that pleasure
Of seeing you in your little window
I went to give you a kiss
I broke my little bone

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat

I climbed the highest hill
To see if I could see you
I saw the dust
Of the truck that took you away

Through the window, I didn't hesitate
I asked her how she was doing
If she wanted to talk
If we could chat.