Elena Ledda - Pesa Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Raise

I am a dress for you,
Put your skin on mine.
 
How much crying you need!
Golden tears don’t make you a king.
Being master of every pleasure
Is the medicine that heals you.
 
Come into this love just for one night.
Look at your destiny into these eyes of mine.
 
We are those who walk
And never rest,
Nails of a wind nailed
On your step.
 
Come into this love just for one night.
Look at your destiny into these eyes of mine.
 
Sons of Spain, entrails that suck the air of Maghreb.
Beggars, more beautiful than fairies, at your gate.
 
Raise a song for me,
Move your step on mine.
 
Sing, your hips are painting
Sounds and colours
With your hands and feet.
Thrills that don’t miss anything,
My senses are running unbridled.
 
Raise, my heart, and don’t stop, hey!
Play music, because this time never passes.
 
Because the desire is son,
It arises from your lips
And we are the gorgeous sound,
Masters of music.
 
On the wagons there are sheets,
Smells of Asturias,
Hairs dyed with henna
And African eyes.
 
Sons of Spain, entrails that suck the air of Maghreb.
Beggars, more beautiful than fairies, at your gate.
 
The night comes in the darkness
The star is shining like us
Hold me in your hand, it will soon
Morning and love will run away.
 


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