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Tu calor que hasta el sol se desespera
Vamos a ver si este amor dura hasta la primavera
Tu olor que rico huele y sabe a pera
Que este amor no se convierta en una tiradera

Ella tiene el control
De mi descontrol
Ella tiene el poder de hacer lo que quiere conmigo

Ella no es una santa le gusta hacer party party
Siempre acompañada de humo de mary mary
La verás en el bar siempre trae pa' fumar
Una chela y mas y mas
No le importa lo que diga la gente
Ella hace lo que quiere
Ella siempre vive a fondo el presente
No piensa en lo que viene

Bailemos juntos un momento
Como si pudiéramos parar el tiempo
Bailemos juntos un momento
Como si pudiéramos parar el tiempo

Tu calor que hasta el sol se desespera
Vamos a ver si este amor dura hasta la primavera
Tu olor que rico huele y sabe a pera
Que este amor no se convierta en una tiradera

Noche tras noche viene y va
Todos quieren saber donde está
No pide permiso, no le importa
Ella vive de noche
Nadie que le reproche
Nadie que la amarre
Así de libre te amé
En la pista te vi te busqué
Te pregunté si te gusté
Un trago o dos te invité
Ya veo borroso al DJ

Bailemos juntos un momento
Como si pudiéramos parar el tiempo
Bailemos juntos un momento
Como si pudiéramos parar el tiempo

Tu calor que hasta el sol se desespera
Vamos a ver si este amor dura hasta la primavera
Tu olor que rico huele y sabe a pera
Que este amor no se convierta en una tiradera



EN:

Your heat that even makes the sun desperate
Let's see if this love lasts until springtime
Your smell that smells so good and tastes like pear
Let's see if this love doesn't turn into a mess

She's in control
Of my lack of control
She's got the power to do whatever she wants with me

She's no saint she likes to party party
Always accompanied by smoke of mary mary
You'll see her at the bar always bringing a smoke
A beer and more and more
She doesn't care what anybody says
She does whatever she wants to do
She always lives the present to the fullest
She doesn't think about what's coming next

Let's dance together for a moment
As if we could stop time
Let's dance together for a moment
As if we could stop time

Your heat that even makes the sun desperate
Let's see if this love lasts until springtime
Your smell that smells so good and tastes like pear
Let's see if this love doesn't turn into a mess

Night after night she comes and goes
Everyone wants to know where she is
She doesn't ask permission, she doesn't care
She lives at night
No one to disapprove her
No one to tie her down
Just as free I loved you
On the dance floor I saw you I looked for you
I asked you if you liked me
A drink or two I bought you
I can already see the DJ blurred

Let's dance together for a moment
As if we could stop time
Let's dance together for a moment
As if we could stop time

Your heat that even makes the sun desperate
Let's see if this love lasts until springtime
Your smell that smells so good and tastes like pear
Let's see if this love doesn't turn into a mess

Tu t'enfuies
Je regarde défiler ton ombre
Et la nuit tu penses à chaque seconde
Perdue dans ce monde
Il y aura toujours quelqu'un pour te voir
Et tu ries
Comme si c'était la première fois
C'est la vie qui te souffle toujours
Une chanson d'amour
Ça te fait oublier que tu es seul

There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

Mon paradis c'est Paris,Même quand il est gris,Des bords de Marne à la rue de Rivoli,Il y flott' un air de fête,Mon paradis c'est Paris.
Un parfum de bohême anime les faubourgs,On s'encanaille on s'aime, et jusqu'au petit jour,Belles Gueules et garçonnes, poètes et dandysOn ne refuse personne, pourvu qu'on aime la vie !

English translation :

MON PARADIS
My paradise is ParisEven on grey daysFrom the banks of the Marne to the rue de RivoliA festive tune floats on the airMy paradise is Paris
A scent of bohemia perfumes suburbsWe take chances, we make love till the first lights of dawnHandsome chaps and flappers, poets and dandiesAll welcome, so long as they are lovers of life