Beatriz Luengo — Momentiko song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Momentiko" by Beatriz Luengo.
Lyrics
Dame, dame, dame un momentiko pa' mostrarte
que no es verdad eso que dicen de segundas partes
Y dame, dame, dame un huequecito ahí en tu ombligo
pa' demostrarte que es verdad lo que te digo, lo que te explico.
Lo que describo en estas prosas son las cosas mas hermosas que te he escrito
Si hasta mi alma vanidosa está celosa,
de las cosas que te pido.
Ay… que yo no quiero ná, ná…
Solo robarle los secretos a tu almohada
que dejaste abandoná.
Y si quiero más,
pues yo me duermo en el ladito de tu cama,
que aún te echa de menos
y pregunta ¿Dónde andarás?
Si la esquinita de este corazón,
Te la dejo reservá.
Dime si vendrá, yo sé,
la próxima oportunidad será mejor
si ya nos conocemos
Da igual lo que pasó entre tú y yo…
Lo que pasó, pasó y ya pasao' está…
Da igual lo que dijimos los dos…
Y ya que estás aquí, pues quédate un ratito más
Dame, dame, dame un momentiko pa' mostrarte
que no es verdad eso que dicen de segundas partes
Y dame, dame, dame un huequecito ahí en tu ombligo
pa' demostrarte que es verdad lo que te digo, lo que te explico.
Lo que describo en estas prosas son las cosas mas hermosas que te he escrito
Si hasta mi alma vanidosa está celosa,
de las cosas que te pido.
Las preguntas sobran ya.
Tú y yo nunca fallamos,
quizás nos entendimos mal.
Pero fui capaz de ir recogiendo
los retales de recuerdos pa' coserlos.
Fui tejiendo los lunares de tu cuerpo
y enredando tus caricias con mi pelo
y arrancando mis pestañas por deseo,
de que volvieras tú, que ya nos conocemos…
Da igual lo que pasó entre tú y yo…
Lo que pasó, pasó y ya pasao' está…
Da igual lo que dijimos los dos…
Y ya que estás aquí, pues quédate un ratito más
Y dame, dame, dame un momentiko pa' mostrarte
que no es verdad eso que dicen de segundas partes
Y dame, dame, dame un huequecito ahí en tu ombligo
pa' demostrarte que es verdad lo que te digo, lo que te explico.
Lo que describo en estas prosas son las cosas mas hermosas que te he escrito
Si hasta mi alma vanidosa está celosa,
de las cosas que te pido.
Detrás de tu adiós no se cerró la puerta.
Quizás fue tu intención de dejarla abierta.
Y hoy siento que la vida por fin me ha escuchado
y has vuelto aquí a mi vida sin haber tardado.
Porque cuando pedía que tú regresaras,
rezaba a mis santitos pa' que me escucharan.
Y al fin estás aquí y hoy me he dado cuenta
que también tuve razón al dejarla abierta.
Dime si tú estabas o no,
perdido en tu habitació, sélo y con ganas de verme.
O a lo mejor tú estabas o no,
cubriendo tu soledad con alguien que fuera a verte.
Dame, dame, dame un momentiko pa' mostrarte
que no es verdad eso que dicen de segundas partes
Y dame, dame, dame un huequecito ahí en tu ombligo
pa' demostrarte que es verdad lo que te digo, lo que te explico.
Lo que describo en estas prosas son las cosas mas hermosas que te he escrito
Si hasta mi alma vanidosa está celosa,
de las cosas que te pido.
Da igual lo que pasó entre tú y yo…
Da igual lo que dijimos los dos…
Da igual lo que pasó entre tú y yo…
Da igual lo que dijimos los do
(Gracias a Hakimpsg por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
that's not true what they say about second parts
And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your belly button
to show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain.
What I describe in these prosas are the most beautiful things I've ever written to you
If even my vain soul is jealous,
the things I ask of you.
Oh ... I don't want no, no…
Just steal the secrets from your pillow.
that you let go.
And if I want more,
well, I'll sleep in your bed.,
who still misses you
and ask, Where Are you going?
If the corner of this heart,
I'll leave it for you.
Tell me if he'll come, I know,
the next chance will be better
if we already know each other
It doesn't matter what happened between you and me.…
What happened, happened and already happened…
It doesn't matter what we both said.…
And since you're here, stay a little longer
Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
that's not true what they say about second parts
And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your belly button
to show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain.
What I describe in these prosas are the most beautiful things I've ever written to you
If even my vain soul is jealous,
the things I ask of you.
The questions are over.
You and I never fail.,
maybe we got it wrong.
But I was able to go pick up
the scrapbook for sewing them.
I was knitting the moles of your body
and entangling your caresses with my hair
and plucking my eyelashes out of desire,
that you would come back, that we already know each other…
It doesn't matter what happened between you and me.…
What happened, happened and already happened…
It doesn't matter what we both said.…
And since you're here, stay a little longer
And give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
that's not true what they say about second parts
And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your belly button
to show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain.
What I describe in these prosas are the most beautiful things I've ever written to you
If even my vain soul is jealous,
the things I ask of you.
Behind your farewell, the door didn't close.
Maybe it was your intention to leave it open.
And today I feel that life has finally listened to me
and you came back here to my life without delay.
Because when I asked you to come back,
I prayed to my holy fathers to hear me.
And at last you're here and today I realized
that I was right to leave it open, too.
Tell me if you were there or not,
lost in your room, be it and looking forward to seeing me.
Or maybe you were or not,
covering your loneliness with someone who would come to see you.
Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
that's not true what they say about second parts
And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your belly button
to show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain.
What I describe in these prosas are the most beautiful things I've ever written to you
If even my vain soul is jealous,
the things I ask of you.
It doesn't matter what happened between you and me.…
It doesn't matter what we both said.…
It doesn't matter what happened between you and me.…
It doesn't matter what we said.
(Thanks to Hakimpsg for this letter)