Falete — Paloma Brava song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Paloma Brava" by Falete.
Lyrics
Tú piensas que yo soy una paloma
Dichosa de picar entre tus manos
El pan que pones cuando se te antoja
Que aveces se te antoja de año en año
Tú crees que soy de piedra o soy de nieve
Que no deseo los besos de tu boca
Y crees que en el amor soy indiferente
Por eso tú me das tan poca cosa
Y yo no soy
Como crees que yo soy;
Que soy paloma brava
Y para saciar mi sed
Toda la lluvia no basta
Que yo no soy
Como crees que yo soy;
Que soy paloma brava
Y para saciar mi sed
Toda la lluvia no basta
Tú crees que soy feliz con casi nada
Y estás equivocado por completo;
Me tienes que atender como Dios manda
Que aún hay mucha mujer en este cuerpo
Te has confundido, amor, de parte a parte
Al darme tus caricias gota a gota;
Quizás es que mi amor te viene grande
Y encima por ahí, tú lo derrochas
Y yo no soy
Como crees que yo soy;
Que soy paloma brava
Y para saciar mi sed
Toda la lluvia no basta
Que yo no soy
Como crees que yo soy;
Que soy paloma brava
Y para saciar mi sed
Toda la lluvia no basta
Lyrics translation
You think I'm a pigeon
Blessed to sting between your hands
The bread you put when you want
That sometimes you crave from year to year
You think I'm made of stone or I'm made of snow
That I do not desire the kisses of your mouth
And you think that in love I am indifferent
That's why you give me so little
And I'm not
As you think I am;
That I'm a brave pigeon
And to quench my thirst
All the rain is not enough
That I'm not
As you think I am;
That I'm a brave pigeon
And to quench my thirst
All the rain is not enough
You think I'm happy with almost nothing
And you're completely wrong;
You have to attend to me as God commands
That there's still a lot of women in this body
You're confused, love, part by part
By giving me your caresses drop by drop;
Maybe it's that my love comes to you big
And over there, you waste it
And I'm not
As you think I am;
That I'm a brave pigeon
And to quench my thirst
All the rain is not enough
That I'm not
As you think I am;
That I'm a brave pigeon
And to quench my thirst
All the rain is not enough