Tamara — Perfecto song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Perfecto" by Tamara.
Lyrics
¿Quién dijo que la perfeccion no existe?
…nunca te vio a ti tus ojos son un manantial de sueños
y tus miradas gaviotas libres como el viento
y tu pensamiento mareas de silencios
a donde perderse en tan solo un momento
y naufragar contento en un mar de deseos
por encontrarte al fin en la bahia de tu abrazo
y entre olas de luz fundirse y morir
Ya se que una mujer siempre recive alagos
que no hay que devolver si nadia lo hace antes
sere yo la primera en alargar a mi amante
quizas no sea comun tan poco lo eres tu…
tu eres lo mas lindo, tu eres lo mas grande,
tu eres lo mas bello que yo nunca vi…
perfecto para mi… perfecto para mi Tu boca es un jardin de besos
donde te quedas preso robando una flor
tus manos son fuentes de rios de suaves caricias
mas y mas me envician no hay ecos de placer
y hay quien no quiere enterarse
de lo que es el sol se cree que esta en el cielo
pero se equivoco el sol brilla en tu alma
surge dentro de ti en tu alegria
y tu calma contagiosa y feliz
Ya se que una mujer siempre recive alagos
que no hay que devolver si nadia lo hace antes
sere yo la primera en alargar a mi amante
quizas no sea comun tan poco lo eres tu…
tu eres lo mas lindo, tu eres lo mas grande,
tu eres lo mas bello que yo nunca vi…
perfecto para mi… perfecto para mi
¿Quién dijo que la perfeccion no existe?
(Gracias a Laury por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
Who said perfection doesn't exist?
... never saw you your eyes are a spring of dreams
and your gull looks free as the wind
and your thought Tides of silence
where to get lost in just a moment
and shipwreck happy in a sea of desires
to find you at last in the Bay of your embrace
and among waves of light melt and die
I know a woman always gets praise
that you don't have to give back if nadia does it before
I'll be the first to stretch my lover
maybe it's not common so little you are…
you're the cutest, you're the biggest,
you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.…
perfect for me ... perfect for me your mouth is a kissing garden
where you get stuck stealing a flower
your hands are sources of rivers of gentle caresses
more and more envy me no echoes of pleasure
and there are those who do not want to know
from what is the sun is believed to be in the sky
but he's wrong the sun shines in your soul
it arises within you in your joy
and your calm contagious and happy
I know a woman always gets praise
that you don't have to give back if nadia does it before
I'll be the first to stretch my lover
maybe it's not common so little you are…
you're the cutest, you're the biggest,
you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.…
perfect for me ... perfect for me
Who said perfection doesn't exist?
(Thanks to Laury for this letter)