Текст и перевод песни Vanesa Martin feat. Melendi - Frenar enero (Directo 2015)

Frenar enero (Directo 2015)

Alguien que sepa frenar enero,
Alguien que sepa que viene fuerte.
Él llega demandándome mantas
Entrelazándose entre las piernas
De la gente que amando se calma.
Y es que aún voy subiendo la calle,
Hay personas que al verme me paran.
Llego tarde a la cita esta vez
Cuando llegue no sé cómo haré,
Para no parecerte muy rara.
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente,
No entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente
Y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
Que me ganes y puedas perderme,
Que me queden algunos antojos
Y me dejes sabor al pensarte.
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo,
Que me hables de vida y presienta...
Que nací pa' vivirla contigo.
Que me toques la cara y me muera
Cada vez que te arañe el destino.
Alguien que sepa frenar enero,
Alguien que sepa que viene fuerte.
Que me cuente lo que yo no sé
Y me deje mi tiempo después
Para así abrazarte sin verte.
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente,
No entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente
Y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
Que me ganes y puedas perderme,
Que me queden algunos antojos
Y me dejes sabor al pensarte.
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo,
Que me hables de vida y presienta...
Que nací pa' vivirla contigo.
Que me toques la cara y me muera
Cada vez que te arañe el destino.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
Que me ganes y puedas perderme...

Stop January (Live 2015)

Someone who knows how to stop January,
Someone who knows that it will come strong.
He comes demanding blankets,
Entangling himself between the legs
Of those who calm down by loving.
And the fact is, I'm still walking up the street,
There are people who stop me when they see me.
I'm late for the date this time,
When I get there, I don't know how I'll do it,
To avoid looking very strange to you.
My spoiled child, my patient lover,
You don't understand about bums no matter how much I try
And I make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
That you can beat me and lose me,
That I have some cravings left,
And you leave me a taste of thinking about you.
And I grow painting you in red,
That you talk to me about life and I feel...
That I was born to live it with you.
That you touch my face and I die
Every time destiny scratches you.
Someone who knows how to stop January,
Someone who knows that it will come strong.
Tell me what I don't know
And leave me my time later
To hug you without seeing you.
My spoiled child, my patient lover,
You don't understand about bums no matter how much I try
And I make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
That you can beat me and lose me,
That I have some cravings left,
And you leave me a taste of thinking about you.
And I grow painting you in red,
That you talk to me about life and I feel...
That I was born to live it with you.
That you touch my face and I die
Every time destiny scratches you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
That you can beat me and lose me...