Raphael — La Cotilla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Cotilla" by Raphael.
Lyrics
La temen en la vecindadPorque su lengua es veneno mortalSi no sabe algun chisme,
lo inventaEl caso es hablar por hablar
La cotilla, la cotillaVigila de noche el portalSiempre pendiente de quien viene
y vaSus ojos a medio cerrarParece que duerme y… ya, ya
La cotilla, la cotillaDe dia se asoma al balconNo falta a ninguna reunionSe
sabe la vida y milagrosDe quien pidas informacion
La cotilla, la cotillaLa cotilla, la cotillaQue caiga quien caiga es igualQue
sea mentira o verdad, que mas daLo que importa es contarlo en secretoA todo
aquel que lo quiera escuchar
Es la cotilla, la cotillaPor ella en alguna ocasionNo llega a puerto feliz un
amorPues un casto beso que vioEn horrible aborto cambio
La cotilla, la cotillaEl mundo por ella giroAl son de corneta y tamborY el pan
nuestro de cada diaO el veneno que habia en su voz
La cotilla, la cotillaLa cotilla, la cotillaA tiras le quita la pielAl que en
desgracia le llegue a caerY despues se santigua diciendoQue dios nos libre de
el
La cotilla, la cotillaNo cesa jamas de espiarY en su cerebro parece anotarLas
cosas y casos que veY que luego los repite alreves
Es la cotilla, la cotillaPara ella es un deporte masHablar mal de los demasY
jura que es de buena tintaLo que se acabo de inventar
Lyrics translation
They fear her in the neighbourhood because her tongue is deadly poison if she doesn't know any gossip,
I make it upthe case is to talk for talk
The gossip, the gossip at night the portal is always waiting for those who come
and vaSus eyes half-closed, looks like he's asleep and ...
The gossip, the gossip of the day peeks out to the balcony missing to any reunion
know life and miracleswho you ask for information
The gossip, the gossip the gossip, the gossip who falls who falls is equal
whether it's a lie or a truth, the most important thing is to tell everything in secret
whoever wants to hear it
It's the gossip, the gossip. for her at some point she doesn't come to Puerto feliz.
amorPues a chaste kiss that vioEn horrible abortion change
The gossip, the gossip the world by it giroAl are Cornette and tamborY the bread
our every day or the poison that was in his voice
The gossip, the gossip the gossip, the gossip strips it takes away the skin that in
misfortune befell him in caerY after he sanctifies himself by saying that God frees us from
the
The gossip, the gossip never ceases to spy on her brain seems to write them down
things and cases that I see that then repeats them alreves
It's the gossip, the gossip, for she's a sport to talk evil from the rest of the world.
swear it's good tintaLo I just invented