Vanesa Martín — Frenar enero song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Frenar enero" by Vanesa Martín.
Lyrics
Alguien que sepa frenar enero,
alguien que sepa que viene fuerte.
Él llega demandándome mantas
entrelazándose entre las piernas
de la gente que amando se calma.
Y es que aún voy subiendo la calle,
hay personas que al verme me paran.
Llego tarde a la cita esta vez
cuando llegue no sé cómo haré,
para no parecerte muy rara.
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente,
no entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente
y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
que me ganes y puedas perderme,
que me queden algunos antojos
y me dejes sabor al pensarte.
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo,
que me hables de vida y presienta…
que nací pa' vivirla contigo.
Que me toques la cara y me muera
cada vez que te arañe el destino.
Alguien que sepa frenar enero,
alguien que sepa que viene fuerte.
Que me cuente lo que yo no sé
y me deje mi tiempo después
para así abrazarte sin verte.
Mi niño mimado, mi amante paciente,
no entiendes de vagos por más que lo intente
y te haga siluetas de papel, no te quiero convencer.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
que me ganes y puedas perderme,
que me queden algunos antojos
y me dejes sabor al pensarte.
Y me crezca pintándote en rojo,
que me hables de vida y presienta…
que nací pa' vivirla contigo.
Que me toques la cara y me muera
cada vez que te arañe el destino.
Que yo quiero encontrarme en tus ojos,
que me ganes y puedas perderme…
Lyrics translation
Someone who knows how to brake January,
someone who knows he's coming strong.
He comes in demanding blankets.
intertwining between the legs
of people who love calms down.
And I'm still going up the street,
some people stop me when they see me.
I'm late for the appointment this time
when I get there, I don't know how I'm gonna do it.,
so you don't look too weird.
My spoiled child, my patient lover,
you don't understand vagos no matter how hard I try.
and make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
may you win me and may you lose me,
that I have some cravings left
and you give me flavor when I think about you.
And I grow up painting you red,
that you talk to me about life and feel…
that I was born to live with you.
That you touch my face and I die
every time fate scratches you.
Someone who knows how to brake January,
someone who knows he's coming strong.
Tell me what I don't know
and leave me my time after
so I could hug you without seeing you.
My spoiled child, my patient lover,
you don't understand vagos no matter how hard I try.
and make you paper silhouettes, I don't want to convince you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
may you win me and may you lose me,
that I have some cravings left
and you give me flavor when I think about you.
And I grow up painting you red,
that you talk to me about life and feel…
that I was born to live with you.
That you touch my face and I die
every time fate scratches you.
That I want to find myself in your eyes,
may you win me and may you lose me…