Ninos - Orishas
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Ninos - Orishas

Альбом
Emigrante
Год
2003
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
229200

Below is the lyrics of the song Ninos , artist - Orishas with translation

Lyrics " Ninos "

Original text with translation

Ninos

Orishas

Оригинальный текст

Vieron mis ojos salir aquel preciado ser

Hijo has nacido bautizado con mi nombre

Yotuel respondes terror en el chino

Y chango veneno fino

Mi voz será tu voz y como dos amigos

Mi experiencia será el camino que labrará

Tu futuro aunque hoy no estoy seguro

Tratare de darte todo aquello

Amor sincero puro y bello solo

Por ello he escrito esta canción

Tu ilusión que me conmueve

Día a día y con buena guía te llevo hijo mio

Cuanto placer te daran

Te daran los hijos te digo

Por escucharlos llorar el orgullo

De padre es el que te pone a cantar

Hijo mi chiquito tu me das la luz

Quien mas que tu tus besos

Pegas aliviar mi calma el alba en la mañana

Con tu inocencia pura

Te amo y te amo con locura

Llegada la noche yo apago la luna

Te duermo en mi pecho comienzo a soñar

Con amores eternos y mi alma se ve

Hay uno que cruza mi alma con solo su risa

Y el otro me atrapa en su idioma secreto sin verso

No importa sin causar sebastian cariño mio

Son mi fuerza mi fe mi dominio

Cuanto placer te daran, te daran los hijos te digo

Por escucharlos llorar el orgullo de padre

Es el que te pone a cantar mis hijos

Me sacan del frio la tristeza aullentan

El miedo matan el silencio que

Habitan mis noches atadas causadas por la soledad

Es un placer que crecerá colin será

La cara de papel hizo trizas aquel

Pañal que alumbraran deslumbrara

El nene que ha llegado a conquistar la fatiga

Con sonrisa los brazos iran deprisa

Para mecerlo aqui en su cuna no se

Ha inventado la cura para toda esta locura

Lo dice hasta el viejo cura que en alfombra

De cariño escapó el niño divino quiso

Este amor infinito la cigüeña en

Paño fino trajo trajo noticia del cielo portaba

Con en el pecho dentro de un blanco pañuelo

La solución para el desvelo

De papá mamá el abuelo

Cuanto placer te daran, te daran

Los hijos te digo por escucharlos

Llorar el orgullo de padre es

El que te pone a cantar

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My eyes saw that precious being come out

Son you were born baptized with my name

Yotuel you answer terror in Chinese

And chango fine poison

My voice will be your voice and like two friends

My experience will be the path that will pave

Your future although today I'm not sure

I'll try to give you all that

pure and beautiful sincere love alone

That's why I wrote this song

Your illusion that moves me

Day by day and with good guidance I take you my son

How much pleasure will they give you?

They will give you the children I tell you

To hear them cry the pride

As a father he is the one who makes you sing

Son my little one you give me the light

Who more than you your kisses

Pastes relieve my calm at dawn in the morning

With your pure innocence

I love you and I love you madly

When night comes I turn off the moon

I sleep you on my chest I start to dream

With eternal loves and my soul is seen

There is one who crosses my soul with just his laugh

And the other catches me in his secret language of him without a verse

It does not matter without causing sebastian my love

They are my strength my faith my dominion

How much pleasure will they give you, will the children give you, I tell you

To hear them cry the pride of father

He is the one who makes you sing my children

they take me out of the cold the sadness they howl

Fear kills the silence that

They inhabit my tied nights caused by loneliness

It is a pleasure that colin will grow

The paper face shredded that

diaper that will light up dazzle

The boy who has come to conquer fatigue

With a smile the arms will go fast

To rock him here in his cradle, I don't know

He has invented the cure for all this madness

Says it even the old priest who on the carpet

The divine child wanted to escape from love

This infinite love the stork in

Fine cloth brought brought news from heaven

With on the chest inside a white handkerchief

The solution for wakefulness

From dad mom grandpa

How much pleasure will they give you, will they give you

The children I tell you to listen to them

Crying the pride of father is

The one that makes you sing

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