Текст и перевод песни Star Academy - Paris latino

Paris latino

Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Que bueno, que rico, que lindo
Paris latino
Bandolero rock,
Bandolero choc,
Bandolero rock,
Bandolero choc,

Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire
Danse avec le reflet du miroir
Arrivé direct from Mexico Don Diego de las Vegas
Z comme Zorro
Ca se bouscule dans les couloirs,
Les poseurs, les voyeurs,
Tous ceux qui aiment s'faire voir
Tout le monde est là,
Même ceux qu'on attend pas la playmate du mois,
Miss Cha Cha Cha

Oh Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha
Que linda esta
Au milieu de tout ça, il y a nous, il y a moi
Et [don't forget me, I'm doctor B... ]
Verre sur verre de Cuba libre
[Don't forget me, I'm doctor B... ]
Verre sur verre de Cuba libre
[Doctor B... that's me]

Yes
Yes show
You don't stop
So come on come on,
Let's see rock rock

Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire
Amoureuse folle du reflet dans le miroir
Reparti direct to Mexico Don Diego de la Vegas
Sa cape son bandeau
Plus personne dans les couloirs, les poseurs,
Les voyeurs sont allés se faire voir
Odeur de tabac, de cendriers froids
Les parfums
Sucrés de Miss Cha Cha Cha
Sucrés de Miss Cha Cha Cha

Paris Latino

How good, how delicious, how beautiful
Paris Latino
How good, how delicious, how beautiful
Paris Latino
Bandolero rock,
Bandolero shock,
Bandolero rock,
Bandolero shock,

Josephine, white, red and black dress
Dancing with the reflection in the mirror
Arrived direct from Mexico, Don Diego de Las Vegas
Z for Zorro
It's bustling in the corridors,
The posers, the voyeurs,
All those who like to be seen
Everyone is there,
Even those we weren't expecting, the playmate of the month,
Miss Cha Cha Cha

Oh Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha
Miss Cha Cha Cha
How beautiful she is
In the middle of all this, there's us, there's me
And [don't forget me, I'm Doctor B...]
Glass after glass of Cuba Libre
[Don't forget me, I'm Doctor B...]
Glass after glass of Cuba Libre
[Doctor B... that's me]

Yes
Yes show
You don't stop
So come on come on,
Let's see rock rock

Josephine, white, red and black dress
Madly in love with her reflection in the mirror
Gone back direct to Mexico, Don Diego de Las Vegas
His cape, his headband
No one left in the corridors, the posers,
The voyeurs have gone to show themselves off
Smell of tobacco, cold ashtrays
The perfumes
Sweet perfumes of Miss Cha Cha Cha
Sweet perfumes of Miss Cha Cha Cha