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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. oficina@flamencokids.es. cell: +34 649 096 286 the lyrics of FLAMENCO KIDS presents in ENGLISH

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Page 1: the lyrics of FLAMENCO KIDSflamencokids.es/pdf/letras_en_ingles.pdf · COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. oficina@flamencokids.es. cell: +34 649 096 286 the

COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286

the lyrics of

FLAMENCO KIDS

presents

in ENGLISH

Page 2: the lyrics of FLAMENCO KIDSflamencokids.es/pdf/letras_en_ingles.pdf · COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. oficina@flamencokids.es. cell: +34 649 096 286 the

Love me, my life,and don’t let melancholy possess you.The melancholy, of colorswithout flowers,cousin of mine,are the pine trees without love.

if you are redI am greenif you are blueI am orangeif you are yellowI am purple.

And back to the startwhen I sit next to you.

You are yellowlike the life that shines,and shines. (bis)

Now I hideand I hidelooking for you girl.

You are yellowlike the life that shines. (bis)

I am a Chameleonwho sees everything brown.

Upon the green leaves they see me redoh, I feel purplebut my legs are redwalking around the shop.

You are yellowlike the life that shines. (bis)

I don’t see the color like you dothe color of tinted lovebut I do know it hasonly one odor,brought to me by the airwith the same innocence,Oh, I am not strange,I am complementary.

if you are redI am greenif you are blueI am orangeif you are yellowI am purple.

And back to the startwhen I sit next to you.

COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

GRABI, THE COLOR BLIND CHAMELEON (Alegría)

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

The dancing sea urchinputs his pricksup and downdown and upshaped as a spring.

Spins and turns.He’s lostand he looks at you and says: “listen, trout face,Listen to this Cling, Cling.

I’ll prick youwith my prick,brick face,how dare you sayI’m not a dancer.

Cling, Cling,get out of this place,cling, cling,dolfin face.

I’ll prick youwith my prick,brick face,how dare you sayI’m not a dancer.

I dance and dance with the shorehow yummy the anemones.

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.

My body moveswhen the tide is high.

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.

Spin and turnto infinity,dancer.Cling, Cling

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.I’ll pull out the heeland hit you in the rear.

Cling, Cling,is the sound of my prickswhen you get close to me.Spin and turnto infinity,dancer.

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.

He´s not dancing in Habanahe’s dancing in Cai.

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.

All sing in chorus to the poor lightfoot crab.

Cling, cling,get out of this place.Cling, cling,dolfin face.

ANDRES, THE DANCING SEA URCHIN(rumba)

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

My dear baby shrimp,I like you just the way you are, brown (bis)

The gloomy baby shrimpis sad and blueAnd his mother says to himthat he should be true.For the light shines brightand decorates the weedsand fills his soul.

For the light shines brightand decorates the weedsAnd fills his soulAnd fills his soul (bis)

My dear baby shrimp,I like you just the way you are, brown (tris)

The gloomy baby shrimpalways swims upside downthis way they don’t mistake himFor a beattleAnd uses the tidesto hide in the sandand talk to the clams.And uses the tidesto hide in the sandand talk to the clams

DANIEL, THE GLOOMY BABY SHRIMP(tangos)

My dear baby shrimp,I like you just the way

you are

brown

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

The lightfoot crabhas a golden claw.Inside his cavehe waits for the waveand says he can fly.But is the finger of Luiswho enters in a breeze.He holds it tightand brings him out of there.

But he doesn’t go to Balihe stays in Cai.Luis sucks his fingerand the lightfoot crabchanges hatsand makes a wish.

He stays in Cai.Luis sucks his fingerand the lightfoot crabchanges hats.He says see you later.

DON PEDRO, THE LIGHTFOOT CRAB(tanguillo)

To the lightfoot craball the sea snails hum a chorus.The wave for the kids has arrivedthey take him to the fish farmon a coral shovelhe sings and sings and he leaves.

But he doesn’t go to Balihe stays in Cai.Luis sucks his fingerand the lightfoot crabchanges hatsand makes a wish. (bis)

But he doesn’t go to Balihe stays in Cai.Luis sucks his fingerand the lightfoot crabchanges hatsand he says see you later.

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

The toothless seabream eats nothing.Nothing and nothing. She only finds bits of metal.Poor toothless seabreamThat swimm and swimm.She can’t eat shrimp,or crab or lobster.And at the Rota beachshe hides in a boot.And at the peer,a baby shrimpgives her a pushand uses a waveto go away alone.

Poor toothless,she only eats saladunable to be red,she dips his tailin paint. (tris)

LOLA, THE TOOTHLESS SEABREAM (bulería)

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

A fish and a lionwere in a bar.The fish said: what?The lion said: nothing!Listen, listen to the soundI feel like dancingif you move your finsit will be fun.I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to,I’m going to the sea.Little fishy, little fishy with you I want to dance.Whatever road you chooseI will follow, I will followI... I will follow.Hey lion, king of the jungle,be careful you will see,if you come with meglu, glu,You will drown.I will drown.You will drown.I will drown.You will drown.

No waybecause he is a sea lionbecause he is a lion of the sea.

HAWTHORN, A TAIL FROM LOLA

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286 ©Teresa del Pozo

I’m happytied to my rockwith the slow tideand the sun in my mouth,with one eye closedand a salty swaying motion

ORSEA, THE ANEMONE (bulería)

What a wonderful lifewithout braids or tricksonly thinking about moving my mane.Oh!, how I like it.What joy!At every moment,leave me here. The foam is refreshing

it brings me joyI feel like the queen.What am I doing in a basket?What is going on?What is happening?what an exagerated movementthe waves are hitting me from the sidecould it be I am going to a partythe waves are hitting me from the sidecould it be I am going to a party

Look at this!,said the girl,this anemone looks yummy!

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

With eight legs and one eyeI play my melodyI cover you with my music to adorn you the all day.I love you, my darling.Don´t say ugly things to me.I wait for you with lentils,with chickpeas and croquettes,and with a stem of a watercressI decorate your ears.

Just listen how they sound,tentacles and suckers,eighth notes and these things that are hanging over my guitar.

LUIS, THE OCTOPUS SINGER-SONGWRITER(Guajira)

But you will say good bye when this song finishbecause during the day I am an octopus and at night a singer-songwriter.

don´t be misled, my seaweed,I live the momentand I fill it with glorywith my love and my encourage.

Do not say NO to meand buck the system.Start dancing by tientosand forget that tomorrow exists.Let´s do a tangledbecause the zool chirps to the sunand I to your eyelashes.

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286 ©Teresa del Pozo

The lulla, lullayof your smile.The lulla, lullayof your eyes.Let me make your bedwith my arms,and let my heart be your pillow.Sleep my king,my well being is restingat your crib side,an angel is guarding.

Bronze skin,water green eyeswhich your mother woreat the atelier of her soul.Look how the sun stares at you,and doesn’t breathe,and at night the moon is pale with envy.

Oh, moon, moon, moon,of mother pearl and plantswith shadows in the earsand a phantom face.The wind travels down the riverwanting to reach the water.

Whispers old songssighs while he sings them, Bronze skin,the sun stares and doesn’t breathe.Sea green eyes,by staring the moon is white with envy

Oh the lulla, lullay,of my little flower.

The lulla, lullayof my white flower.

Lullaby for Luis

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COZY TIME sl c/Jazmín 42, 28033 Madrid. Spain. B-85876423. [email protected]. cell: +34 649 096 286©Teresa del Pozo

I sing for my girl, my dear girl,the littlest already in bloom.The lulla, little lullay,of life that passes and doesn’t end.Between your newborn hands I place mine. Leave that white flower in my armssince they still have the warmthyou used to leavewhen you snuggled against them.

Do you remember that clockand its old bellsyou were laughing, I was singinglullabies protected by time with the ecos of childhoodwhich I heard today from far away.

Lullla, lullay, of my dear girl,the littlest already in bloom.

Lullaby for Carmen