More songs by DENNIS
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Description
Associated Performer: DENNIS, L7NNON, Beéle
Composer, Associated Performer: DENNIS
Composer, Associated Performer: L7NNON
Associated Performer, Composer: Beéle
Composer: Diego L. Vélez Márquez
Composer: Flambo
Producer: Unknown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Denis, el bravo!
Será tu cara, será tu pelo.
No sé qué será, pero será algo.
Nadie a mí me ha llevado así de lejos, lejos.
Vamos, de nuevo a hacer el amor en Ibiza, en el balcón que nos pegue la brisa. Tú eres mi gyal, ya no me casi algo.
Yeah, pa! Tú me tienes ganas, todo el día con ganas, ganas, las ganas.
Te tengo con ganas, yo te tengo ganas.
Tú me tienes ganas, yo ganas, las ganas, -ven gana.
-Oh, ela fica louca, ela quer um gole.
Me chamou pro desenrole, ela vem com a amiga, ela deixa forte. Carimbo teu passaporte, han.
Minha mente tá tonteada, minha casa tá com teu cheiro. Gostosa e colombiana, brotou no Rio de Janeiro.
Dinheiro ela tem, um corpo que parece escultural, um black de cada banco.
Minha cidade é cartão postal, do Leme ao Pontal. Pode vir que agora já tá palmeado.
A postura do elemento, ela -vem pelo caminhado.
-Me acelera el cora, baby, porque tú estás cerca. Después de ti, ninguna hay, a mí nadie me interesa conocer.
Una conexión que parece de otro planeta. Mi beba, como tú no habrá varias.
Besarte es magia like amanita muscaria. Oh, oh, oh, por ti esto haría.
Es otra cosa, no se compara con nada. Como te dije antes, no sé qué será.
Tú me tienes ganas, todo el día con ganas, ganas, las ganas.
Te tengo con ganas, yo te tengo ganas. Tú me tienes ganas, yo ganas, las ganas, ven gana.
Han, eu tô louco contigo, tu sabe que eu tô louco contigo.
Apagou meu contato, no caso eu não entendi o motivo. Eu brinco e me divirto, tu brinca e se diverte.
Ela joga pro Denis, pro BL, pro L7.
English translation
Denis, the brave one!
It will be your face, it will be your hair.
I don't know what it will be, but it will be something.
No one has taken me this far, far.
Let's go, make love again in Ibiza, on the balcony where the breeze hits us. You are my gyal, no longer almost something to me.
Yeah, da! You want me, all day long with desire, desire, desire.
I want you, I want you.
You want me, I win, you want it, -come win.
-Oh, ela fica louca, she wanted a goal.
I chamou pro unenrole, she sees me as a friend, she leaves me strong. Carimbo teu passport, han.
My mind is stupid, my house is with you. Gostosa e Colombiana, born in Rio de Janeiro.
Dinheiro ela tem, a body that seems sculptural, a black of each bench.
Minha city and postal card, from Leme to Pontal. I can see that it is already palmed now.
In the position of the element, she has long hair.
-My heart races, baby, because you are close. After you, there is none, I am not interested in knowing anyone.
A connection that seems from another planet. My baby, there won't be many like you.
Kissing you is magic like fly agaric. Oh, oh, oh, for you I would do this.
It's something else, it doesn't compare to anything. Like I told you before, I don't know what it will be.
You want me, all day long with desire, desire, desire.
I want you, I want you. You want me, I win, you want it, come win.
Han, eu tô louco with you, you know that eu tô louco with you.
I turned off my contact, but I didn't understand the reason. I jump and have fun, you jump and have fun.
He plays for Denis, for BL, for L7.