Fondo Flamenco — Sevilla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sevilla" by Fondo Flamenco.
Lyrics
Hasta que punto he llegado, cruzemos Sevilla sin nada en las manos,
no lo necesito, con su aire me basto.
Sevilla es entera bonita de triana a San Pablo, y a rochelambert hasta mi
Giralda yo la quiero ver.
Puede que no tenga playa xo tiene rio, el rio guadalquivir, ay yo sin sevilla
no podria vivir.
Sevilla no es una ciudad y es un sentimiento, no lo puedo explicar,
ay q ser sevillano pa poder entender que es lo se siente y al poder volver,
aaa su ciudadd.
sus calles son trozos de cielo que te alegra el alma si pasas por el estan
llenas de vida y huele a laurel
los sevillanos tiene algo que corre en sus venas y en su sangre esta el arte y
el flamenco su arte en su ciudad
la feria y la semana santa no la tiene nadie nadie cmoo aqui y esqe mira
primaaa aaayyy
Sevilla no es una ciudad y es un sentimiento, no lo puedo explicar,
ay q ser sevillano pa poder entender que es lo se siente y al poder volver,
aaa su ciudadd.
y esq el corazon me duele q al pensar q un dia me tenga q ir, xq yo en mi
tierra me kiero morir.
sevilla no es solo mi hogar y es un sentimiento no lo puedo explicar,
ay q ser sevillano pa yegar a entender eso k se siente al poder escuchar esta
cancion!!!
Lyrics translation
How far have I come, let's cross Seville with nothing in our hands,
I don't need him, his air is enough.
Seville is whole beautiful from triana to St. Paul, and to rochelambert to my
Giralda, I want to see her.
It may not have Beach xo has rio, Rio guadalquivir, Oh I without sevilla
I couldn't live.
Seville is not a city and it is a feeling, I can not explain it,
ay q be Sevillian pa be able to understand what it feels like and to be able to come back,
aaa your city.
its streets are pieces of heaven that gladdens your soul if you pass through the estan
full of life and smells like laurel
the sevillians have something that runs in their veins and in their blood this art and
flamenco your art in your city
the fair and the Holy Week has no one nobody cmoo here and esqe look
primaaa aaayyy
Seville is not a city and it is a feeling, I can not explain it,
ay q be Sevillian pa be able to understand what it feels like and to be able to come back,
aaa your city.
I'm not going to be able to do it, but I'm not going to do it, I'm not going to do it, I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it.
Earth kiero me die.
Seville is not just my home and it's a feeling I can't explain it,
ay q be sevillano PA yegar to understand that k feels to be able to hear this
song!!!