More songs by Marta Santos
Description
Sometimes happiness is hidden in the little things - in a scent lingering on the staircase, in a voice that wakes you up before your alarm clock, in warmth you don't want to leave. Life seems endlessly complicated until you look at it through someone else's eyes and realize that this is how it should be.
Love here does not require proof from above; it is in itself more powerful than prayers, louder than any words. There is room in it for foolishness, for crazy mornings and quiet confessions. Everything else dissolves, leaving only this feeling of a right, beautiful, almost endless life together.
Lyrics and translation
Original
No hay nada más bonito, más bonito
Que una historia contigo
Cuando llego a casa como si estuvieras
Se quedó tu aroma por la escalera
El roce confunde, no deja respirar
Pa mirar la vida tengo mil manera'
Y elegí tus ojos pa verla llena
No sé qué me pasa
Este calor me abraza
No hay nada más bonito que una historia contigo
Y despertarme con tu voz al oído
Porque si estamos juntos, perdemos la cabeza
No me hace falta rezarle a Dios, nuestro amor lo confiesa
Y es que me encanta verte
Y por la madrugá me gusta que me bese'
Cantarte mis canciones, a ver qué te parece
Tú eres como las flores, si las riegas, crece
Somos punto y aparte
Me gusta que siempre tengo algo que contarte
Si me encuentro mal, me basta con mirarte
Tú tienes la culpa de que yo quiera verte
No hay nada más bonito que una historia contigo
Y despertarme con tu voz al oído
Porque si estamos juntos, perdemos la cabeza
No me hace falta rezarle a Dios, nuestro amor lo confiesa
Pa mirar la vida tengo mil manera'
Y elegí tus ojos pa verla llena
No sé qué me pasa
Este calor me abraza
No hay nada más bonito que una historia contigo
Y despertarme con tu voz al oído (al oído)
Porque si estamos juntos, perdemos la cabeza (pierdo la cabeza)
No me hace falta rezarle a Dios, nuestro amor lo confiesa
No hay nada más bonito
Qué bonito, qué bonito, qué bonito, eh
Na más bonito que una historia así contigo (así contigo)
Dame una historia, amor
Y qué bonita, qué bonita esta historia contigo
English translation
There is nothing more beautiful, more beautiful
What a story with you
When I come home as if you were
Your scent was left on the stairs
The friction confuses, it doesn't let you breathe
To look at life I have a thousand ways'
And I chose your eyes to see her full
I don't know what's wrong with me
This heat embraces me
There is nothing more beautiful than a story with you
And wake up with your voice in my ear
Because if we are together, we lose our minds
I don't need to pray to God, our love confesses it
And I love seeing you
And in the early morning I like him to kiss me'
Sing you my songs, see what you think
You are like flowers, if you water them, they grow
We are full stop
I like that I always have something to tell you
If I feel bad, it's enough for me to look at you
It's your fault that I want to see you
There is nothing more beautiful than a story with you
And wake up with your voice in my ear
Because if we are together, we lose our minds
I don't need to pray to God, our love confesses it
To look at life I have a thousand ways'
And I chose your eyes to see her full
I don't know what's wrong with me
This heat embraces me
There is nothing more beautiful than a story with you
And wake up with your voice in my ear (in my ear)
Because if we are together, we lose our minds (I lose my mind)
I don't need to pray to God, our love confesses it
There is nothing more beautiful
How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful, eh
Nothing more beautiful than a story like this with you (like this with you)
Give me a story, love
And how beautiful, how beautiful this story with you