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Cum te-aș putea uita?

Iubito, iubito, iubito,
iubito, iubito, iubito,
vreau ca ochii tăi să mă privească iar
Iubito, iubito, iubito,
iubito, iubito, iubito,
vreau să-ți sărut din nou buzele roșii.
Cum să nu-ți amintesc de tine,
în ce fel te-aș putea uita,
dacă totul îmi amintește de tine,
dacă te afli peste tot?
 
Dacă ești într-un trandafir,
dacă ești în fiecare respirație,
cum te-aș putea uita,
cum te-aș putea uita?
Dacă ești prezentă când sărut crucea,
dacă ești acolo, când mă rog,
cum te-aș putea uita,
cum te-aș putea uita?
 
Dacă ai rămas aici în inima mea?
Și, dragostea mea, tu mi-ai umplut sufletul
iar sângele tău curge prin venele mele
iar sângele meu mă face să tremur...
Eu cu tine...
 

My only love

It's a pain
That I have been annoucing
It's that my only love is gone
 
To never see him again
To never see him again
I want to be with him
Close to him
Would be my happiness
I know that very soon it will be
And they will never part us
From my only love
 
It's a pain
That I have been annoucing
It's that my only love is gone
To never see him again
To never see him again
I want to be with him
Close to him
Would be my happiness
I know that very soon it will be
And they will never part us
From my only love
 

Cultural Friday

Lend me a pair of sandals
because tonight I'm going out to party,
Lend me a high-collard shirt
because tonight will be amazing.
 
Lend me your bag to put my tobacco,
a bottle of aguardiente1 and I won't
I won't forget to take
a box of candles to dance at the cumbiamba2
a box of candles to dance at the cumbiamba.
 
I also want to wear
a flower in my hair
entwined in tight braids,3
and a very, very pleated skirt
so I can have a lot of fun, Cultural Friday
so I can dance contently, Cultural Friday.
 
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl4)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (hey, dark-skinned girl)
Cultural Friday
Cultural, Cultural (there's a good party happening)
Cultural Friday.
 
Lend me a pair of sandals
because tonight I'm going out to party,
Lend me a high-collard shirt
because tonight will be amazing.
 

• 1. lit. 'burning water', is a generic term for alcoholic beverages that contain between 29% and 60% ABV.
• 2. a party where cumbia (musical rhythm, musical genre and folk dance) is played/danced.
• 3. lit. 'I want to wear a flower in my hair to scratch on my braids
• 4. 'negra' and 'morena' mean the same thing, someone who is dark-skinned or dark-haired.

The Neighbor

Well, what surprise life has played me,
I fell forward and without any warning,
into someone who changed all that I felt,
what irony.
 
A beautiful face and a divine body
makes me tremble each time I look at her,
a pair of tender eyes where my fate
are reflected in.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 
Well, what surprise life has played me,
I fell forward and without any warning,
into someone who changed all that I felt,
what irony.
 
A beautiful face and a divine body
makes me tremble each time I look at her,
a pair of tender eyes where my fate
are reflected in.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 
It's the neighbor, a shot of vitamins
that burns in me every day and leaves me sighing,
because not even in my dreams did I imagine her
and now she's really mine.
 
It's the neighbor, the one that puts me in a good mood
and I forget my worries from the material world,
we don't care what people say,
nothing nor anyone will be able to separate us.
 

How Am I Supposed To Forget You

Versions:
Love1, love, love,
love, love, love
I want your eyes to look at me again
Love, love, love,
love, love, love
I want to kiss your red lips again.
 
How could I not remember you,
how could I forget you
if everything reminds me of you,
you are everywhere.
 
For in a rose, you are there
for in every breathe, you are there
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you
if when I kiss the cross you are there,
when I pray a prayer you are there,
how am I supposed to forget you
how am I supposed to forget you.
 
For you have nailed yourself here in my heart
and my love2, you have filled my soul,
and your blood runs through my veins
and my blood makes me quiver
when I'm with you. 3
 

• 1. the term of endearment, not 'love' itself.
• 2. term of endearment
• 3. lit. 'I with you'.

My Feelings

Now more than ever
I need you next to me
Do not forsake my love
As I've given myself in surrender to you
I won't be able to survive, I need your warmth
[x2]
 
How easy it is for you to abandon me
How easy it is for you to abandon me
Making off with my feelings
Making off with my feelings
 
(O lay lehr oh lah...)
 
It pains me to realize
That I've been nothing but another stepping stone
As you walk the path of your love affairs
And that you're going to go away
Without a motive or a reason
My heart tells me so
 
How easy it is for you to abandon me
How easy it is for you to abandon me
Making off with my feelings
Making off with my feelings
 
(O lay lehr oh lah...)