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Maria (Spanglish Radio Edit)

Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás.
 
Un, dos, tres
Un, dos, tres...
 
¡Es que me tiene loco!
 
She's the one that always turn me on,
Sexy angel fallen from Heaven.
She's the one that always drives me wild
In her arms, she's driving forever
 
Así es María,
Blanca como el día
Pero es veneno,
Si te quieres enamorar
 
Así es María,
Tan caliente y fría
Que si te la bebes,
De seguro te va a matar
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
(Aunque me muera ahora María)
(María I want to make you mine)
 
¡Es que me tiene loco!
 
María es
An angel in disguise
Feeds my love with her devotion.
Searching for a special place to hide
As she conquers all my emotions
 
Así es María,
Blanca como el día
Pero es veneno,
Si te quieres enamorar
 
Así es María,
Tan caliente y fría
Que si te la bebes,
De seguro te va a matar.
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
(Aunque me muera ahora María)
(María I want to make you mine)
 
Un pasito palante
Un pasito patrás...
 
María, María...
 
Un, dos, tres
Un, dos, tres...
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
 
Un, dos, tres
Un, dos, tres...
 
Así es María,
Blanca como el día
Pero es veneno,
Si te quieres enamorar
 
Así es María,
Tan caliente y fría
Que si te la bebes,
De seguro te va a matar.
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
(Aunque me muera ahora María)
(María I want to make you mine)
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás
(Aunque me muera ahora María)
(María I want to make you mine)
 
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito palante, María
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito patrás...
 

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The Recipe for Life

The recipe for life
is cookin' by the stars above.
I'm gonna whet your appetite, yeah,
with my recipe for love.
 
One part beauty and one part beast,
take a little tenderness.
Stir it up, shake it, let your oven preheat.
Try a little taste test.
 
You can have it rare, 
you can have it well done,
any way you want it, want it.
Marinated, chopped or grated, 
aged in the sun,
ask me and you got it.
 
The recipe for life
is cookin' by the stars above.
I'm gonna whet your appetite, yeah,
with my recipe for love. 
 
Don't set the table,
let's eat on the floor,
won't need a fork or knife.
We'll eat it with our fingers,
gonna wanna have more of
the recipe for life.
 
The recipe for life
is cookin' by the stars above.
I'm gonna whet your appetite, yeah,
with my recipe for love.  
 
The recipe for life
is cookin' by the stars above.
I'm gonna whet your appetite, yeah,
with my recipe for love.    
 
The recipe for you and me,
the recipe for life.
The recipe is you and me.
The recipe is the recipe for life.
 

Our World

Two kidds and we roll alone
Damn baby, we just broke the mould
Tryin' live a dream, trying make a scene, but with only you and me now
and I'ma do my best for you
and we'll abide by different rules
We know what they gon' say,
Same shit different day, those haters gonna hate
 
Crusin' in my ride I hear those whispers growing stronger
Turn the radio on, to some Amy song, so we turn that angel louder...
 
Baby, we don't give a damn what they're sayin',
Let 'em know this is our world,
We shout, loud as we want to, so proud
Let 'em know this is our world,
Let em know this is our world, this is our world
 
They say two wrongs don't make a right
But, baby we do wrong so right
We're just living high, being free,
Like a page that was torn from the 60's
You know I don't believe in much
But my dear I do believe in you
Surrounded by the lies, when I look at you I see the truth
 
(chorus)
 
I don't know, where we'll end up down this road
All that I know is that I'ma be there through it all, it all
Runnin' in the wild we don't even see the crowds
Together we rise, we fall, we build the walls
 
Never let go, never let go, never let go, you'll never be lonely.
 

Ce cați, mândro, pe muscel ?

Foaie verde dedițel,
Ce cați, mândro, pe muscel ?

Foaie verde dedițel,
Ce cați, mândro, pe muscel ?

Cat o vacă și-un vițel
Și-un mândru de ciobănel.

Cat o vacă și-un vițel
Și-un mândru de ciobănel.

Și iar verde dedițel,
Ciobănelu-i frumușel.

Și iar verde dedițel,
Ciobănelu-i frumușel.

Ciobănelu-i frumușel,
Moare leica după el.

Ciobănelu-i frumușel,
Moare leica după el.

Ciobănel cu oi mărunte
Pleacă vinerea la munte.

Ciobănel cu oi mărunte
Pleacă vinerea la munte.

Și-mi pleacă cu doruri multe,
Doar de neicuța1 știute.

Doar de neicuța știute,
Știute și pătimite.

Și-mi pleacă cu doruri multe,
Doar de neicuța știute.

Doar de neicuța știute,
Știute și pătimite.

  • 1. (probably) reference to the shepherd himself

Laura (What's He Got That I Ain't Got)

Laura, hold my hands, count my fingers
Laura, touch the lips you once desired
Lay your head upon my chest and hear my heartbeat
Gently run your fingers through my hair
 
Touch the ears that's listened to your wishes
Most of them fulfilled, and that's a lot
Let your soft gentle hands touch me, Laura
And tell me what he's got that I ain't got
 
Oh, yes tell me what he's got that I can't give you
Well, it must be something I was born without
 
Laura, see these walls that I built for you
Laura, see this carpet that I laid
See those fancy curtains on your window
Touch the satin pillows on your bed
 
Laura, count the dresses in your closet
Note the name upon the checkbook in your bag
And if there's time before I pull this trigger
Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got
 
Tell me what he's got that I can't give you
Must be something I was born without
You took an awful chance to be with another man
Now tell me what he's got that I ain't got
Tell me what he's got that I ain't got