Obie Bermudez — Sigo Con Ella song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sigo Con Ella" by Obie Bermudez.
Lyrics
Ella es asi deliciosa y divina
Tan misteriosa y eso a mi me fascina
Ella me entiende cuando nadie comprende
Me descontrola, modificando mis horas
Modesta y como que orgullosa
Sinonimo de mi verdad… eh!
Asi que si algun dia preguntan
Por que sigo a su lado yo les digo
Sigo con ella porque me hace soñar
Ella condimenta mis sentido y conduce mis caminos
Sigo con ella porque me hace volar
Es la medicina que mi corazon requiere cuando anda mal
Ella es asi, y funciona en mi vida
Tan peligrosa, la que vive en mi sombra
Ella es la pieza, de mi rompecabeza
La andaba buscando y qque al fin la he encontrado
Tranquila y algo de celosa
Antonimo de obscuridad… eh!
Desarma y arma cuando quiere
Y porque en cuerda es mi perfecta melodia
Sigo con ella porque me hace soñar
Ella condimenta mis sentidos y conduce mis caminos
Sigo con ella porque me hace volar
Es la medicina que mi corazon requiere cuando anda mal
Hasta en mi musica
Se manifiesta su precensia
Ella es mi musa, la quiero, la quieeroo
Lyrics translation
She is so delicious and divine
So mysterious and that fascinates me
She understands me when no one understands
It freaks me out, changing my hours
Modest and kind of proud
Synonymous with my truth ... Hey!
So if you ever ask
Because I'm still By Your Side I tell you
I'm still with her because she makes me dream
She spices my senses and leads my ways
I'm still with her because she makes me fly
It's the medicine my heart requires when it goes wrong
She's like that, and it works in my life
So dangerous, the one who lives in my shadow
She's the piece of my puzzle.
I was looking for her and I finally found her
Quiet and a little jealous
Antonym of darkness ... Hey!
Disarm and arm when you want
And because on string is my perfect melody
I'm still with her because she makes me dream
She spices my senses and leads my ways
I'm still with her because she makes me fly
It's the medicine my heart requires when it goes wrong
Even in my music
It manifests its pre-crisis
She's my muse, I love her, the quieeroo