Llegamos ready vamo allaNo paresYo quiero una mal portaNo paresEl party esta caliente yaNo paresDonde esta la gente que quiere velocidad
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Yo quiero bailar nowDownDown Down

Este party esta que quema,Ya llegaron las nena,Red carpet ella modela,Que…..No pare no pareLa motora hacer rumm rumm
SiPor ahí brillan los wanna beLa mal porta es la miaEl party esta que quema yay la gente que pide velocidael cambio la pone acelera..ha
Llegamos ready vamo allaNo paresYo quiero una mal portaNo paresEl party esta caliente yaNo paresDonde esta la gente que quiere velocidad
Siente
El ritmo enciende tu cuerpoEs hora de bailar
SiPor ahí brillan los wanna beLa mal porta es la miaEl party esta que quema yay la gente que pide velocida’
el cambio la pone acelera..
Este pary esta que quema,Ya llegaron las nena,Ret carpet ella modela,Que…..No pare no pareLa motora hacer rumm rumm

The coldest nights

My coldest vein

When the light from the morning, it comes and it leaves me again

Don’t delay, I dismay

For the feeling I get when I see you, it warms the air

Don’t delay, I need you there.




Cos you were the one to call me up, to calm me down, keep my feet on the ground, don’t take much to see you’re the one for me




When you feel it’s a blessing

But borrowing is a curse

Something blue’s gone cold

And it’s for better or for worse

You were the one, the only one, the only one for me

Not gunna mess you, not gunna mess you around.




With every step, with every word, with every conceivable story I’ve heard

With every kiss I catch your eye

With every bone in me I apologise

We love, we love, we love.




Cos you were the one to call me up, to calm me down, keep my feet on the ground, don’t take much to see you’re the one for me







When you feel it’s a blessing

Not gunna mess you. Real love.

When you feel it’s a blessing

Borrowing is a curse

Some things please don’t call

For better or for worse

De la Sierra Morena,cielito lindo, vienen bajando,
Un par de ojitos negros, cielito lindo, de contrabando.
Ay, ay, ay, ay !Canta y no llores,Porque cantando se alegran, cielito lindo, los corazones.
Pájaro que abandona, cielito lindo, su primer nido,
Si lo encuentra ocupado, cielito lindo, bien merecido.
Ese lunar que tienes!cielito lindo, junto a la boca,
No se lo des a nadie,cielito lindo, que a mí me toca.
Una flecha en el aire!cielito lindo, lanzó Cupido,si la tiró jugando,cielito lindo, a mí me ha herido.

ITTu che le vanità conoscesti del mondoE godi nell'avel il riposo profondo,Se ancor si piange in cielo, piangi sul mio dolor,E porta il pianto mio al trono del Signor.Carlo qui dee venir! che parta e scordi omai...A Posa di vegliar sui giorni suoi giurai.Ei segua il suo destin, la gloria il traccierà.Per me, la mia giornata a sera è giunta già!O Francia, nobil suol, sì caro ai miei verd'anni!Fontainebleau! ver voi schiude il pensiero i vanni.Giuro eterno d'amor là Dio da me ascoltò,E quest'eternità un giorno sol durò.Tra voi, vaghi giardin di questa terra ibéra,Se Carlo ancor dovrà fermare i passi a sera,Che le zolle, i ruscel', i fonti, i boschi, i fior,Con le loro armonie cantino il nostro amor.Addio, bei sogni d'ôr, illusion perduta!Il nodo si spezzò, la luce è fatta muta!Addio, verd'anni, ancor! cedendo al duol crudel,Il core ha un sol desir: la pace dell'avel!Tu che le vanità conoscesti del mondoE godi nell'avel d'un riposo profondo,Se ancor si piange in cielo, piangi sul mio dolor,E il tuo col pianto mio reca appié del Signor.

EN
You who knew the vanities of the worldAnd enjoy deep rest in avelIf you still cry in the sky, cry on my pain,And bring my tears to the throne of the Lord.Carlo here dee venir! that leaves and forgets omai ...Posa di vigil on his juraes days.And he follows his destiny, the glory will trace it.For me, my day in the evening has already arrived!O France, nobil suol, so dear to my two years!Fontainebleau! the vices are opened to you.I swear eternally of love there God listened to me,And this eternity one day only lasted.Among you, vague gardens of this Iberian land,If Carlo still has to stop the steps in the evening,That the clods, the ruscel ', the sources, the woods, the flowers,Our harmonies sing with their harmonies.Goodbye, beautiful dreams d'ôr, lost illusion!The knot broke, the light is mute!Goodbye, two years, still! yielding to the cruel duol,The core has a sol desir: the peace of the avel!You who knew the vanities of the worldAnd enjoy in the avel of a deep rest,If you still cry in the sky, cry on my pain,And yours with my weeping bears the sign of the Lord.