More songs by Lola Indigo
More songs by Manuel Turizo
Description
Associated Performer, Voice: Lola Indigo
Voice, Associated Performer, Composer Lyricist: Manuel Turizo
Producer: Tunvao
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Joe Visciano
Studio Personnel, Mastering Engineer: Miguel Ángel González
Composer Lyricist: Miriam Doblas Muñoz
Composer Lyricist: Estefano Berciano Garduño
Lyrics and translation
Original
-Y yo quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas. . .
-Comerte con la boca, desnudarte. Si el futuro nos une, que sea como antes.
No miro pa' atrás, solo miro pa' adelante, con tu espalda recostada en el volante.
Por más que sople el viento, yo sigo podando todas las rosas.
Sé que por ella no sientes mariposas. Sabes que esta noche los dos haremos mil cosas.
Y yo quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que fue.
Y yo quiero volver pa' hacerte mil cosas y -recordar lo rico que fue. -Tú quieres com-com-comerme.
-Yo chingar-ta-ta-ta-arte.
-Quiero ve-ve-ve-verte y desnudarte, porque hoy quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que fue.
Lo rico que me comes cuando te pillo sola, el cristal empañado, más húmeda que el Amazonas. Yo me enchulé de ti, chulito, estás de moda.
Yo siempre te imagino si estoy en mi cama sola.
Pero tú a Cupido lo sacaste a balas, a este herido no le sirven las alas, pal infierno voto sin escalas.
Take to my love, tú siempre lo regalas. A este herido no le sirven las alas, pal infierno voto sin escalas.
Take to my love, love. Por más que sople el viento, yo sigo regando todas las rosas.
Sé que por ella no sientes mariposas.
Sabes que esta noche los dos haremos mil cosas.
Y yo quiero volver pa' hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que -fue.
-Que yo quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que fue. Tú quieres com-com-comerme.
-Yo chingar-ta-ta-ta-arte. -Quiero ve-ve-ve-verte y desnudarte.
Porque yo quiero volver pa' hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que fue. No me quiero conformar con eso, los sentimientos presos.
Si te vas, al segundo te quiero de regreso.
Mis pecados los confieso y tus labios yo los beso, contigo no empato, aunque peco y rezo.
Nadie lo hace como lo hacíamos, terminábamos y repetíamos. El mantel ya está en la mesa pa' que nos comamos como lo hacíamos.
Un vicio del que no salíamos, una movie que ni la veíamos, que nadie sepa que nos conocíamos, callados nos lo decíamos, shh.
Por más que sople el viento, yo sigo regando todas las rosas.
Sé que por ella -no sientes mariposas. -Sabes que esta noche los dos-
Haremos mil cosas.
Y yo quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas y recordar lo rico que -fue.
-Y yo quiero volver pa' hacerte mil cosas y -recordar lo rico que fue. -Tú quieres com-com-comerme.
-Yo chingar-ta-ta-ta-arte. -Quiero ve-ve-ve-verte y desnudarte.
Porque yo quiero volver a hacerte mil cosas, quiero recordar lo rico que fue.
Dime si vas a volver o a hacértelo orgullosa, si somos los dos o solo son mil cosas.
Tus ojos azules, la tarde lluviosa, trato de no pensarte y recuerdo mil cosas.
English translation
-And I want to do a thousand things to you again. . .
-Eat you with your mouth, get naked. If the future unites us, let it be as before.
I don't look back, I only look forward, with your back leaning on the steering wheel.
No matter how much the wind blows, I continue pruning all the roses.
I know you don't feel butterflies because of her. You know that tonight we will both do a thousand things.
And I want to do a thousand things to you again and remember how delicious it was.
And I want to come back to do a thousand things for you and remember how delicious it was. -You want to com-com-eat me.
-I fuck-ta-ta-ta-art.
-I want to see-see-see you and undress you, because today I want to do a thousand things to you again and remember how delicious it was.
How delicious you eat me when I catch you alone, the glass fogged up, wetter than the Amazon. I fell in love with you, chulito, you are fashionable.
I always imagine you if I'm in my bed alone.
But you took out Cupid with bullets, this wounded man has no use for his wings, to hell I vote non-stop.
Take to my love, you always give it away. This wounded man has no use for his wings, to hell I vote non-stop.
Take my love, love. No matter how much the wind blows, I continue to water all the roses.
I know you don't feel butterflies because of her.
You know that tonight we will both do a thousand things.
And I want to come back to do a thousand things for you and remember how delicious it was.
-That I want to do a thousand things to you again and remember how delicious it was. You want to com-com-eat me.
-I fuck-ta-ta-ta-art. -I want to see-see-see you and undress you.
Because I want to come back to do a thousand things for you and remember how delicious it was. I don't want to settle for that, imprisoned feelings.
If you leave, the second I want you back.
I confess my sins and I kiss your lips, I do not empathize with you, although I sin and pray.
Nobody does it like we did it, we finished and repeated. The tablecloth is already on the table so we can eat as we did.
A vice that we couldn't get out of, a movie that we didn't even watch, that no one knows that we knew each other, we quietly told each other, shh.
No matter how much the wind blows, I continue to water all the roses.
I know that because of her - you don't feel butterflies. -You know that tonight we both-
We will do a thousand things.
And I want to do a thousand things to you again and remember how delicious it was.
-And I want to come back to do a thousand things for you and -remember how delicious it was. -You want to com-com-eat me.
-I fuck-ta-ta-ta-art. -I want to see-see-see you and undress you.
Because I want to do a thousand things to you again, I want to remember how delicious it was.
Tell me if you're going to come back or make yourself proud, if it's both of us or if it's just a thousand things.
Your blue eyes, the rainy afternoon, I try not to think about you and I remember a thousand things.