PIENSO EN TU MIRÁ (Cap.3: Celos)

ROSALÍA

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PIENSO EN TU MIRÁ (Cap.3: Celos)

Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Hoyuelitos que te salen

Y del aire cuando pasa
Por levantarte el cabello
Y del oro que te viste
Por amarrarse a tu cuello
Y del cielo y de la Luna
Porque tú quieras mirarlo
Hasta del agua que bebes
Cuando te mojas los labios

Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá
Pienso en tu mirá

Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen

Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen

Tan bonita que amenaza
Cuando callas me das miedo
Tan fría como la nieve
Cuando cae desde el cielo
Cuando sales por la puerta
Pienso que no vuelves nunca
Y si no te agarro fuerte
Siento que será mi culpa

Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá, es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá
Pienso en tu mirá

Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen

Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen

I Think Of Your Look

It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out

And the air when it passes
By lifting up your hair
And the gold you saw
By tying it to your neck
And the sky and the moon
Because you want to see it
Until the water that you drink
When you wet your lips

I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look
I think of your look

It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out

It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out

So beautiful that it threatens
When you're quiet it scares me
As cold as the snow
When it falls from the sky
When you go through the door
I don't think you will ever return
And if I don't hold on to you strongly
I feel it will be my fault

I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly, it's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look
I think of your look

It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out

It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out

Written by: Anton Alvarez Alfaro / Pablo Diaz-Reixa Diaz / Rosalia Vila Tobella
Sent by João and translated by Tommy. Subtitled by Diogo. Revised by Nora.
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