Luis Vargas — La niña adolescente song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La niña adolescente" by Luis Vargas.
Lyrics
Luis Vargas, para mi niña
Pobrecita
Hey
Yo tengo una niña adolecente
Que no sabe nada de la vida
Que todo el que la mira la desea
Y ella le devuelve una sonrisa
Ella no se imagina que la amo
Que sueño con ella cada noche
Deleita a mis amigos con su mini
Y no soporta ni un sólo reproche
Es mi niña adolescente tan bonita
Con su cuerpo me conquista cada día
La voy a enseñar a mi manera
Para que nadie le cuente de la vida
Pobrecita
Yudy, no te confundas, mami
Es el cerebro que te canta
Luis Vargas
El cocote
Uh, es el cocote que te está cantando, mami
Cerebro, cerebro
Son sus ojos dos luceros que me alumbran
Y sus labios dos corales como miel
Y su cuerpo con su sin igual belleza
Todo el mundo la quiere detener
Es un ángel que ha bajado desde el cielo
Y que Dios me lo ha mandado para mí
Ella cura las heridas de mi alma
Si estoy triste, me hace sentir feliz
Es mi niña adolescente tan bonita
Con su cuerpo me conquista cada día
La voy a enseñar a mi manera
Para que nadie le cuente de la vida
La voy a enseñar a querer (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a besar (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a amar (A mi manera)
En la cosas del amor (A mi manera)
Nadie la va a superar (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a querer (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a besar (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a acariciar (A mi manera)
Esa niña tan bonita (A mi manera)
La voy a enseñar a besar (A mi manera)
Pobrecita
Esa es mi niña bonita
Ay, amo’i
I love you, baby
Lyrics translation
Luis Vargas, for my child
Poor thing
Hey
I have a teenage girl
Who knows nothing of life
That everyone who looks at her wants her
And she gives him back a smile
She doesn't imagine I love her
That I dream about her every night
Delight my friends with your mini
And he can't stand a single reproach
She's my pretty teenage girl.
With his body he conquers me every day
I'll show it my way
So no one can tell you about life
Poor thing
Yudy, don't get confused, mommy.
It's the brain that sings to you
Luis Vargas
The cocote
Uh, it's the cocote that's singing to you, mommy.
Brain, brain
It's her eyes two lights that light me
And her lips two corals like honey
And his body with its unparalleled beauty
Everyone wants to stop her
It's an angel that has come down from heaven
And that God has sent it to me
She heals the wounds of my soul
If I'm sad, it makes me feel happy
She's my pretty teenage girl.
With his body he conquers me every day
I'll show it my way
So no one can tell you about life
I'm going to teach her to love (in my own way)
I'm going to teach her to kiss (my way)
I will teach her to love (in my own way)
In the things of love (in my way)
No one's going to get over it (in my way)
I'm going to teach her to love (in my own way)
I'm going to teach her to kiss (my way)
I'm going to teach her to caress (in my own way)
That pretty girl (in my way)
I'm going to teach her to kiss (my way)
Poor thing
That's My Pretty Girl.
Ay, Amo'i
I love you, baby