Mora Y Flamenca - Sergio Contreras

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

He conocido a una mujer

Con cara de chiquilla

He conocido a una mujer que me enamora

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

La luna pregunta por ella y se me antoja

Si me pide una estrella

Aprendo a volar, señora

A su edad y aún tan mona

Que me gusta mirarla

Deseo caminarla, si pudiera besarla

Amarla, sus tradiciones inundan mi alma

Sus calles estrechas me hacen admirarla

Sus colores vivos

Viven en tierras que emanan

Emociones, artistas, canciones, amo alla

Ya hace tiempo que vivo enamorao

Tonto enamorao de una mujer

Mora y flamenca, bonita como ella sola

Que me perdonen, pero es que pa mi…

No hay otra

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

Sonrisas en kilómetros de playas virgenes

Las olas sus caricias que te enamoran

Mora y flamenca sus tradiciones

Esquinas que guardan

Historias y emociones

Andalucía es su nombre y mi carisma

Jóvenes con arte, con talento y maestria

Queria mostrarte mi osadia

Acariciando la Mezquita

Y se me hizo de día

El sol dejaba paso a tus encantos

La Alhambra y la Giralda a paso firme

Demostrando el caminar elegante

Y en tacones que tu te erguias

Delante mia

Mirándote a los ojos descubria tu ria

Con la Punta del Sebo se dormia

Cristobal Colón que deambulaba

En las noches frías y de levante

Pa abrir de par en par

Las puertas del Falla

Embriagado de aguardiente y cante

Me emocionaste

Cuando la Alcazaba me mostraste

Cuando Gibralfaro me entregaste

¿Como lo haces?

En Santa Catalina te espero

Besar a Andalucia, yo quiero

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

Sus ojos negros, su pelo negro

Su cuerpo terso y su mirada de mora

His black eyes, his black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look

His black eyes, his black hair

His smooth body and his blackberry look

I have met a woman

With the face of a girl

I have met a woman who makes me fall in love

Her black eyes, her black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look

The moon asks about her and I feel like it

If she asks me for a star

I learn to fly, ma'am

At her age and still so cute

I like to look at her

I wish to walk her, if she could kiss her

Loving her, her traditions flood my soul

Her narrow streets make me admire her

its bright colors

They live in lands that emanate

Emotions, artists, songs, I love there

I've been in love for a long time

fool in love with a woman

Blackberry and flamenco, pretty as she alone

Forgive me, but it's just that for me...

there is no other

Her black eyes, her black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look

Her black eyes, her black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look

Smiles in kilometers of virgin beaches

The waves of her caresses of her that make you fall in love

Moorish and flamenco from her their traditions

corners that save

stories and emotions

Andalusia is her name from her and my charisma

Young people with art, with talent and mastery

I wanted to show you my audacity

Caressing the Mosque

And she made me day

The sun gave way to your charms

The Alhambra and the Giralda at a steady pace

Demonstrating graceful walking

And in heels that you stood up

In front of me

Looking into your eyes I discovered your ria

With the Punta del Sebo he slept

Christopher Columbus who wandered

On cold and eastern nights

To open wide

The gates of the Falla

Drunk on aguardiente and cante

you excited me

When the Alcazaba you showed me

When Gibralfaro you gave me

How do you do it?

In Santa Catalina I wait for you

Kiss Andalusia, I want

Her black eyes, her black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look

Her black eyes, her black hair

Her smooth body and her blackberry look