La Shica — Zingara rapera song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Zingara rapera" by La Shica.
Lyrics
Diquela primo, la que camela
Arropaica por la noche traigo yo la candela
Vaya telita tela llego la regullente
Y mas elegante no pierdo soniquete
Ni pa tras ni pa delante
Que hasta mi cante te taconeo el corazon con el arte
Aje que aqui hay coraje que aqui hay malaje
Que aqui hay puro voltaje sin mu poca leche
Tatuaje pa juerga de noche que
Que se me enciende los lunares
Si me miras killo! ay!
Con tu sakai de diablillo
Y su caracolillo destartalao!
Invitame a un vinillo niño
No seas parao!
Agarrame el vestido
Que lo traigo partio!
Nos vamos pal sarao! que no
Zingara rapera
Con jazmines en el pelo y sudaderas!
Flamenca hiphoperas
Con vestidos de volantes y unas playeras! lunita en plata para la zingara pirata
Al abordaje de tu piel ven que te aprieto la corbata!
Mira como meneo
Mira como roneo
Como te mamoneo eo
Te pego un beso y te mareo
Llevo un morao que ni te indico
La rama de ketama te rasca el pechito
Cataltate rico que ya es janela
Pagate un ronsito que me quede sin tela
Hierve en la jarana como me chanela
Hasta por la mañana en vela
Pura canela
Estilo castañuela descarao
Me dejo a los gachos furreteaos
Agua
Se armo el sarao
La peste me ha llegao
Me guardo en el escote to el pescao y me najo pal mercao
Zingara rapera
Con jazmines en el pelo y sudaderas!
Flamenca hiphoperas
Con vestidos de volantes y unas playeras!
Lyrics translation
Say it Cousin, the camel
Arropaica at night I bring the candle
What a little cloth I got the regullente
And more elegant I do not miss soniquet
No pa behind or pa ahead
That even my singing I keep my heart to the art
Aje that here there is courage that here there is malaje
That here there is Pure Voltage without mu little milk
Tattoo PA night party that
That my moles light up
If you look at me killo! ay!
With your devil sakai
And his snail shartalao!
Invite me to a vinillo child
Don't be parao!
Grab my dress.
That I brought it departed!
We're leaving pal sarao! not
Zingara rapera
With jasmines in her hair and sweatshirts!
Flamenca hiphoperas
With ruffle dresses and T-shirts! silver bezel for the pirate Gypsy
On the approach of your skin see that I tighten your tie!
Watch me wiggle
Look how roneo
As you mamoneo eo
I kiss you and make you dizzy
I'm wearing a morao that I can't even tell you.
The ketama branch scratches your chest
Rich catalgate that is already window
Buy yourself a little rum I run out of fabric
Boil in the jarana like me chanela
Until the morning at night
Pure cinnamon
Style castañuela descarao
I leave myself to the furreteaos gachos
Water
The sarao is armed
The plague has reached me
I keep myself in the neckline to the pescao and I najo pal mercao
Zingara rapera
With jasmines in her hair and sweatshirts!
Flamenca hiphoperas
With ruffle dresses and T-shirts!