Conchita (Cha-Cha Version) - Lou Bega перевод на английский

Conchita (Cha-Cha Version)

Ooow! (da ba da, da ba da)

De que ritmo chacha
Que nace en Havana
Recordando nosar
Cinco dias or menor

There was a girl called Conchita
She was a hot bonita
All the boys want to meet her
And that is how the story goes

She never ever said no (you know)
She tells the boys let′s go go
To a place that only she knows
And that is how the story goes

Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
Why you're running for your life?
You can stop it, would I kill you?
But you′re running to survive

Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dee, ooh
Da ba dee, da ba dee
C'est la vie, mon amour (mon amour!)
Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dada
C'est la vie, ma bibi, ulala!

There was a girl called Conchita
She had a hot colita
Now she′s old, nobody greets her
And that is how the story goes

She′s necked the one she has used to
All the beauty's gone
But I always will remember
You and me just having fun

De que ritmo chacha
Que nace en Havana
Recordando nosar
Cinco dias or menor

Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dee, ooh
Da ba dee, da ba dee
C′est la vie, mon amour (mon amour!)
Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dada
C'est la vie, ma bibi, ulala!

Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
She was a hot, hot bonita
Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
But you′re running to survive
And that is how the story goes
(Go, go, goes)
(Da ba da, da ba da)

Conchita (Cha-Cha Version)

Ooh! (ta-da, ta-da)

This is the rhythm of the cha-cha
That was born in Havana
Reminding us of the days of yore
Five days ago or less

There was a girl named Conchita
She was a hot babe
All the boys wanted to meet her
And this is how the story goes

She never ever said no (you know)
She told the boys let's go go
To a place that only she knows
And this is how the story goes

Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
Why are you running for your life?
You can stop it, would I kill you?
But you're running to survive

Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dee, ooh
Da ba dee, da ba dee
C'est la vie, my love (my love!)
Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dada
C'est la vie, my baby, ulala!

There was a girl named Conchita
She had a hot butt
Now she's old, nobody greets her
And this is how the story goes

She screwed everyone she used to
All her beauty is gone
But I will always remember
You and me just having fun

This is the rhythm of the cha-cha
That was born in Havana
Reminding us of the days of yore
Five days ago or less

Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dee, ooh
Da ba dee, da ba dee
C'est la vie, my love (my love!)
Da ba dee, da ba dee, da ba dada
C'est la vie, my baby, ulala!

Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
She was a hot, hot babe
Oh, no, no, no, Conchita!
But you're running to survive
And this is how the story goes
(Go, go, goes)
(Ta-da, ta-da)