Ivan Noble — Olivia song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Olivia" by Ivan Noble.
Lyrics
Olivia a veces se acuerda y a veces se olvida de respirar
Olivia duerme abrazada a su mona
Olivia tiene trenzas que no deja tocar
No es hermosa, pero donde va pasan cosas
Olivia te lo dice con toda la boca
Tiene casi treinta, pero no se notan
No le vengas a contar cuantos pares son tres botas
Olivia no se va a poner en tus zapatos
Está un poco apurada, pero va despacio
Puede ser tuya un verano,
Quererla es un trabajo bastante malo
Olivia es un hermoso lío
Olivia es un tremendo río
Olivia es un hermoso lío
Olivia es un profundo río
Habráse visto lo que se ve cuando Olivia sale en rollers:
se paran a aplaudirla los camiones…
Olivia dice que no tiene remedio,
pero que en el infierno también hay cielo
y ahí se va a quedar, solita,
con sus discos de bolero
Olivia está más triste de lo que piensa
Se muere por un hijo y vive de su abuela
En su escote hay dos anzuelos
que dicen que a ella nadie la vio primero
Olivia es la Madonna de Parque Lezama
se carga cinco novios en una semana
No la quieras madrugar,
que le ponés un yeti y le dura un round…
Olivia es un hermoso lío
Olivia es un tremendo río
Olivia es un hermoso lío
Olivia es un profundo río
aunque nades
Olivia tiene planes que no te va a contar
No es hermosa, pero
donde va pasan cosas…
Lyrics translation
Olivia sometimes remembers and sometimes forgets to breathe
Olivia sleeps hugging her mona
Olivia has braids she won't let touch
It's not beautiful, but where it goes things happen
Olivia says it with all her mouth
He's almost thirty, but you don't notice
Don't tell him how many pairs are three boots
Olivia's not gonna put herself in your shoes.
She's in a bit of a hurry, but she's slow.
It can be yours one summer,
Loving her is a pretty bad job
Olivia's a beautiful mess.
Olivia is a tremendous River
Olivia's a beautiful mess.
Olivia is a deep river
You must have seen what you see when Olivia goes out in rollers:
the trucks stop to applaud her…
Olivia says she has no choice,
but that in hell there is also Heaven
and there she will stay, alone,
with his Bolero records
Olivia is sadder than she thinks
He dies for a son and lives off his grandmother
In her neckline there are two hooks
they say no one saw her first
Olivia is the Madonna of Parque Lezama
it loads five boyfriends in a week
Don't want her up early.,
that you put a yeti on him and it lasts a round…
Olivia's a beautiful mess.
Olivia is a tremendous River
Olivia's a beautiful mess.
Olivia is a deep river
even if you swim
Olivia has plans she won't tell you.
It's not beautiful, but
where things happen…