Letra de Bulería (en ingles)

David Bisbal

Letra de Bulería (en ingles) de David Bisbal
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Letra de BULERíA (EN INGLES) de DAVID BISBAL.

( David Bisbal )

Buleria, buleria, so inside my soul
it is the blood of the ground in which I was born.
buleria, buleria, more I love you every day
with you I live in love since I saw you.
Come, as madman for the life
with the heart beating
because it is known that you are.
Moan life, which flutters of happiness
that intoxicates me the feeling
with your kisses more and more.
Moan skins, the spell of the moon,
the beauty of a rose
and the tepidity of the sea.
Moan you are, sweet wine of the grapes
where I drink with your lips
of the source to love.
Buleria, buleria, so inside my soul
it is the blood of the ground in which I was born.
buleria, buleria, more I love you every day
with you I live in love since I saw you.
You win, of living here next to you
to your linked body
bewitched of passion
Moan at all, without your love I am not at all
I am a ship adrift
that sinks of pain
The perfume of your breath I want to breathe
and this magic that it is in you to look
to be the hero of your sleep quite and much more
I want to be your calmness andstorm
Buleria, buleria, so inside my soul
it is the blood of the ground in which I was born.
buleria, buleria, more I love you every day
with you I live in love since I saw you.
Buleria, buleria, so inside my soul
it is the blood of the ground in which I was born.
buleria, buleria, more I love you every day
with you I live in love since I saw you.
Approach very slowly allow you to feel
it already lights this fire that exists inside me
Moan, moan, moan, do not leave me without your love
without your kisses I am a poor heart
moan, moan, moan, do not leave me without your love
next to you there are no sorrows there is no pain
moan, moan, moan, do not leave me without your love
that your memory always goes where I go
Moan virgencita of the sky as I want her
it is the moon, it is the moon, without her I die
Of knees I ask you for it
say to him that I love her
I do not want already to live solito
say to me till when
Buleria, buleria, so inside my soul
it is the blood of the ground in which I was born.
buleria, buleria, more I love you every day
of alive youlover since I saw you.
Buleria, buleria