Description
Producer: Nolasco
Composer: Pedro Nolasco Prada Gandul
Lyricist: Pedro Nolasco Prada Gandul
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dicen que no debes, que no es tratar de moda del amor. Joder, no!
Eso de entregarse, de darse a otra persona por completo.
Y si yo lo pienso, tal vez me desespero, qué aburrido ese concepto, qué poco agradecido para el alma, qué pocas emociones, con lo guapo que es sentirlo de verdad.
Guardo la flor que tú me regalaste, huelo el perfume de tu cuerpo entero.
Tengo coraje, tengo deseo, la suerte de tenerte en los instantes más intensos.
Pídemelo, yo saberlo quedarte, que cada cual se afiere a su arte.
Quiero jaleo contigo, quiero mambo, las leyes del destino y corazones suspirando.
Y la, larararara.
La, larararara.
Tiene razón en la noche, un quejío en la voz, tiene los sueños, un brillo de oro.
Tiene tu historia y la mía, una magia, un rollazo que no se puede aguantar.
Será, será, será, será, será, será, será, será, será.
Lo que tenga que pasar, que yo no me arrepiento.
Guardo la flor que tú me regalaste, huelo el perfume de tu cuerpo entero.
Tengo coraje, tengo deseo, la suerte de tenerte en los instantes más intensos.
Pídemelo, yo saberlo quedarte, que cada cual se afiere a su arte.
Quiero jaleo contigo, quiero mambo, las leyes del destino y corazones suspirando.
Tiene que hacerte sentir diferente, que vibre el alma cuando contigo sueñe, que tus maneras sean mi regalo, las leyes del destino y corazones suspirando.
Y la, lararara, lararara, larararara, lararara, larararara, larararara.
Será, será, será, será, será, será, será, será, será. Lo que tenga que pasar, las leyes del destino.
Lararara, lara, lararara, lararara, lararara.
Las leyes del destino y lo que tenga que pasar, será.
English translation
They say you shouldn't, that it's not the fashion of love. Fuck no!
That of giving yourself, of giving yourself completely to another person.
And if I think about it, maybe I despair, how boring that concept is, how ungrateful it is for the soul, how few emotions, with how beautiful it is to really feel it.
I keep the flower that you gave me, I smell the perfume of your entire body.
I have courage, I have desire, I am lucky to have you in the most intense moments.
Ask me, I will know how to keep it, that each one adheres to his art.
I want a mess with you, I want mambo, the laws of destiny and sighing hearts.
And the, lararara.
La, lararara.
He is right at night, a whine in his voice, he has dreams, a golden shine.
It has your story and mine, a magic, a roll that can't be endured.
It will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be.
Whatever has to happen, I don't regret it.
I keep the flower that you gave me, I smell the perfume of your entire body.
I have courage, I have desire, I am lucky to have you in the most intense moments.
Ask me, I will know how to keep it, that each one adheres to his art.
I want a mess with you, I want mambo, the laws of destiny and sighing hearts.
It has to make you feel different, let your soul vibrate when I dream of you, let your ways be my gift, the laws of destiny and sighing hearts.
And la, lararara, lararara, larararara, lararara, larararara, larararara.
It will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be. Whatever has to happen, the laws of destiny.
Lararara, lara, lararara, lararara, lararara.
The laws of destiny and what has to happen, will be.