Artista

Ricky Martin

THE BEST OF RICKY MARTIN

2001

8 SPANISH EYES - LOLA, LOLA


I met a girl at the carnival
In Rio De Janeiro
We danced all night on the boulevard
In doorways we did the tango
I miss her lips
And the way she sashayed her hips
As she shook her shoulders
I miss the smell of her hair
I don’t care if it takes my whole life
CHORUS
We were dancing in the summer rain
We were dancing through the night
She never said her real name
So I called her Spanish Eyes
Spanish Eyes...
The sun came up
And the girl was gone
Her masquerade was over
I searched the streets
Drunk with love
But no one seemed to know her
I miss the touch
Of her body so much
I long for the warmth inside her
Somewhere in time she will come back to me
And I’ll spend my whole life beside her


LOLA


Tus ojitos picoteando sobre mi piel,
Tus andares provocando mi castidad,
Tus besos mitad mentira, mitad verdad,
Saben a manzana del paraíso de Adán.
Sola, sola
Te gusta pasear,
Lola, Lola
Para provocar una ola, una ola de mar.
Lola, Lola, ay!! Pa’ donde vas,
Que más da, yo sigo detrás.
Lola, Lola, ay!! Pegado a ti,
Solo sé que voy a vivir.
Tú bebes mi energía sin respirar,
Y el mundo gira detrás de ti,
La luna se me clava en el corazón,
Medio moribundo sigo al son de tu son.
Sola, sola
Te gusta pasear,
Lola, Lola,
Para provocar una ola, una ola de mar.
Lola, Lola, ay!! Pa’ donde vas,
Que más da, yo sigo detrás.
Lola, Lola, ay!! Pegado a ti,
Solo sé que voy a vivir.