Текст и перевод песни Cheo Feliciano - Cualquier Cosa

Cualquier Cosa

Cuantas cosas le vas a decir,
Cuantas cosas tu puedes querer,
Cuantas cosas le quieres hacer
A esa bendita mujer.

Tú le pediste que se desnudara
Después que no se quite la ropa,
Pronto decidiste que te devorara
Ya la estas volviendo loca

No te das cuenta como ella te ama,
No te das cuenta que ella es mucho mas
Y solamente haces como aquel...
Que llega, come y se va.

Cuantas cosas le vas a decir,
Cuantas cosas tu puedes querer,
Cuantas cosas le quieres hacer
A esa bendita mujer.

Dices, dices que fuiste segundo en tu vida,
Cuando volaban en sabanas blancas
Y hasta lograste que se le olvidara
Aquella prenda tendida.

Y que de todos eres el peor
Le dices a esa hermosa mujer
Que para ti ella solo significas
Aquel Viejo Motel.

Cuantas cosas le vas a decir,
Cuantas cosas tu puedes querer,
Cuantas cosas le quieres hacer
A esa bendita mujer.

(Cuantas cosas le vas a decir, cuantas cosas).

Que se quite la ropa y que si no se la quite,
Y que te devore otra vez, muchacho pero cuantas cosas.

Que sea primero, segundo en su vida no importa,
Tu solo la ves sin ropa.

Ella te ama y quiere que la mimes
Que le des tu cariñito que le digas que es hermosa.
Ahora quieres cabalgar su cuerpo como un caballito,
Chacho, como potranca sabrosa.

Es que no ves, que cuando acaba el sexo
No queda mas na'y hasta allí llego la cosa.

Yo si que tengo una prenda Valiosa
Tengo una muchacha linda, como dice Santa Rosa.

Oye mujer, pero que DIOS te bendiga
Por toda la hermosura que te hace tan grandiosa.

Any Thing

How many things are you going to say to her,
How many things you can want,
How many things you want to do
To that blessed woman.

You asked her to undress,
Later that she doesn't take off her clothes,
Soon you decided that she devours you
You're already driving her crazy

You don't realize how she loves you,
You don't realize that she is much more
And you only do like that ...
He arrives, eats and goes.

How many things are you going to say to her,
How many things you can want,
How many things you want to do
To that blessed woman.

You say, you say that you were second in your life,
When they flew in white sheets
And you even got him to forget about
That piece of clothing is hanging.

And that of all you are the worst
You tell that beautiful woman
That for you she only means
That Old Motel.

How many things are you going to say to her,
How many things you can want,
How many things you want to do
To that blessed woman.

(How many things are you going to say, how many things).

To take off her clothes and that if she doesn't take them off,
And that he devours you again, boy but how many things.

That he be first, second in his life does not matter,
You only see it without clothes.

She loves you and wants you to pamper her
That you give her your love that you tell her that she is beautiful.
Now you want to ride her body like a pony,
Man, like a delicious filly.

You don't see, that when sex is over
There is no more left and that's it.

I do have a precious piece
I have a pretty girl, like Santa Rosa says.

Hey woman, but may GOD bless you
For all the beauty that makes you so great.