Paroles et traduction SFDK feat. Alberto gambino - Ella

Ella

Dijo, te espero fuera
Si ella se dejara y yo quisiera
Sales, incienso y algunas velas
Nubes de espuma en la bañera
Ella es el turno que pasó, la oportunidad que esperas
El regalo que se compró y espera que lo desenvolvieran
Ella es verano, otoño, invierno y primavera
Se sabe libre, y va ligera y yace con cualquiera
Ella es el tren que ya pasó, pero al menos es sincera
Y me hace un hombre sincero como en Guantanamera
Yo no soy marinero, yo uso vuelo y carretera
Yo no voy en primera, ella no mira mi cartera.
Ella es mi mástil, mi vela, mi ama, mi damisela
Yo ya no tengo amigos yo paro con sus colegas
Yo hago temas con ellos, pedimos unas botellas
Amor que me encadena y ciega, living Las Vegas
Si nunca hice crash founding es porque ella es mi mecenas
Se encarga de mi casa y de mi nena y me paga la cena
Me afloja los grilletes, las cadenas
No lleva mi apellido pero corre por mis venas
Yo soy quién le da brillo y le cepilla la melena
El perro que aúlla a la luna llena
La vida es un error sin ella, ella no coge kilos coge megas
Quién dijo que la música no es buena.
Ella siempre está si la tengo que encontrar
Ella es todo lo que sé, es ella
Ella me enseñao a vivir a soñar, ella me hace avanzar, es ella
Ella es para mí lo mismo que para ti,
Ella se deja compartir, es ella ella es tan real,
Que no la pues ni tocar solo te deja bailar, es ella.
Ella es inmortal, analógica o digital
Ella es mi mujer de rojo, solo ella
Ella es liberal, ella es Mariana de Pineda
Dos amantes abrazados, sepultados en Pompella
Eléctrica o tribal, ecléctica es como ella se define
Si ella estuviera muerta que triste sería el cine
Yo no podría decirte por qué vine
No existiría Jamaica ni Nueva Orleans, dos grandes comodines
Que fascine ahora que ando tocando en tejido blando
Fumarla fue matando en la isla de San Fernando
Se pone calcetines con falda de vez en cuando
O un chandal con tacones, es tan buena combinando
Habla de amor y crimen, detrás de Marlon Brando
No le busques el hímen, hace siglo ya del Bang Bros
Las piernas son espasmos
De chica ya le daban dos, en compañía,
Ella también es hijo de Lucía
Por los tonos que daba y las cosas que transmitía
Yo me he gastado mucho en ella, he roto mi alcancía
Ella no tiene dueño, es tuya y mía
Lloraba sonreía, mientras que las heridas te lamía
Y aquél día, no fue al conservatorio, ella hizo pellas
Estuvieron en Maníses, Chirivellas
Hacedora de estrellas, de chispas y centellas
Pregúntale al Gambino,
Es Valenciano y te dirá que esto es pa'ella.
Uuuuhh yeeeeah... Ella siempre está si la tengo que encontrar
Ella es todo lo que sé, es ella
Ella me enseñao a vivir a soñar, es ella
Ella es para mí lo mismo que para tí
Ella se deja compartir, es ella
Ella es tan real,
Que no la pues ni tocar solo te deja bailar, es ella.

She

She said, "I'll wait for you outside"
If she let herself go and I wanted to
You leave, incense and some candles
Clouds of foam in the bathtub
She is the shift that passed, the opportunity you wait for
The gift that was bought and waiting to be unwrapped
She is summer, autumn, winter and spring
She knows she's free, and she goes light and lies with anyone
She is the train that has already passed, but at least she is sincere
And she makes me a sincere man like in Guantanamera
I am not a sailor, I use flight and road
I don't go first class, she doesn't look at my wallet.
She is my mast, my sail, my mistress, my damsel
I no longer have friends, I hang out with her colleagues
I make songs with them, we order some bottles
Love that chains and blinds me, living Las Vegas
If I never did crash founding, it's because she is my patron
She takes care of my house and my baby and pays for my dinner
She loosens my shackles, the chains
She doesn't carry my last name but she runs through my veins
I am the one who gives her shine and brushes her mane
The dog that howls at the full moon
Life is a mistake without her, she doesn't gain kilos, she gains megabytes
Who said that music is not good.
She is always there if I need to find her
She is all I know, she is her
She taught me to live to dream, she makes me move forward, it's her
She is the same for me as for you,
She lets herself be shared, she is her, she is so real,
That you can't even touch her, she just lets you dance, it's her.
She is immortal, analog or digital
She is my woman in red, only her
She is liberal, she is Mariana de Pineda
Two lovers embraced, buried in Pompella
Electric or tribal, eclectic is how she defines herself
If she were dead, how sad the cinema would be
I couldn't tell you why I came
There would be no Jamaica or New Orleans, two great wild cards
That fascinates me now that I'm playing in soft tissue
Smoking her was killing on the island of San Fernando
She wears socks with a skirt from time to time
Or a tracksuit with heels, she's so good at combining
She talks about love and crime, behind Marlon Brando
Don't look for her hymen, it's been centuries since Bang Bros
Legs are spasms
As a girl, they already gave her two, in company,
She is also the son of Lucia
For the tones she gave and the things she conveyed
I have spent a lot on her, I have broken my piggy bank
She has no owner, she is yours and mine
She cried she smiled, while she licked your wounds
And that day, she didn't go to the conservatory, she skipped school
They were in Manises, Chirivellas
Maker of stars, sparks and flashes
Ask Gambino,
He is Valencian and he will tell you that this is for her.
Uuuuhh yeeeeah... She is always there if I need to find her
She is all I know, she is her
She taught me to live to dream, she is her
She is the same for me as for you
She lets herself be shared, she is her
She is so real,
That you can't even touch her, she just lets you dance, it's her.