Cafe Quijano - La Lola
Se llama Lola y tiene historia,
aunque más que historia sea un poema.
Su vida entera pasó buscando
noches de gloria como alma en pena.
Detrás de su manto de fría dama
tenía escondidas tremendas armas,
para las batallas del cara a cara
que con ventaja muy bien libraba.
Le fue muy mal
de mano en mano,
de boca en boca,
de cama en cama,
como una muñeca que se desgasta,
se queda vieja y la pena arrastra.
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Pero qué manera de caminar,
mira qué soberbia en su mirar.
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Pero qué manera de caminar,
mira qué soberbia en su mirar.
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Cafe Quijano - La Lola - http://ru.motolyrics.com/cafe-quijano/la-lola-lyrics-english-translation.html
Fue mujer serena
hasta el instante
de entregarse presta
a sus amantes 1
Es tiempo de llanto, es tiempo de duda,
de nostalgia y de su locura.
Tienes el consuelo de saberte llena
de cariño limpio y amor sincero,
por que nadie supo
robar de tus besos
eso que te sobra
y que nadie añora 2
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Pero qué manera de caminar,
mira qué soberbia en su mirar.
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Pero qué manera de caminar,
mira qué soberbia en su mirar.
Óyeme mi Lola, mi tierna Lola,
tu triste vida
es tu triste historia.
Es el tiempo de la arruga que no perdona,
es el tiempo de la fruta y la pintura 3
Cafe Quijano - Mrs. Lola (Английский перевод)
Her name is Lola and has a story
but more than a story, let's say she is a poem
she spent her whole life looking for
nights of glory like lost soul
Behind her mantle of cold lady
she had tremendous arms(weapons) hidden
for the face to face battles
that she used to fight very well with a leading
she had a bad time from hand to hand,
from mouth to mouth, from bed to bed,
like a doll that wears out
that becomes old and the grief drags
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,
your sorry life is a sad story.
but what a way of walking (gait)
see what a pride in her glance
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,
your sorry life is a sad story.
but what a way of walking (gait)
see what a pride in her glance
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,Cafe Quijano - La Lola - http://ru.motolyrics.com/cafe-quijano/la-lola-lyrics-english-translation.html
your sorry life is a sad story.
She was a serene woman until the very instant
she quickly gave herself in to her lovers
it's time of crying, it's time of skepticism,
of nostalgia and of her insanity
You have the consolation of knowing yourself filled
of honest affection and true love,
because no one knew how to steal from your kisses
that thing that now you have in excess and no one longs for
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,
your sorry life is a sad story.
but what a way of walking (gait)
see what a pride in her glance
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,
your sorry life is a sad story.
but what a way of walking (gait)
see what a pride in her glance
Listen to me my Lola, my affectionate Lola,
your sorry life is a sad story.
It's time of wrinkle that does not forgive,
it's the time of the fruit and of the paint