Pesa
Deo so una este pro a tie
Pone sa pedde tua supra sa mia
Cantu b'inde cheret piantu
Làgrimas de oro non ti faghen re
Mere de 'onzi piaghere
Est sa meighina chi sanat a tie
Beni in cust'amore pro una notte ebbia
Mira in custos ojos su destinu tou
Semus sa zente chi andat
E chena si pasare mai
Craos de bentu craitau
Supra su passu tou
Beni in cust'amore pro una notte ebbia
Mira in custos ojos su destinu tou
Fizos de Ispagna sas intragnas chi suent s'aria ‘e su Magreb
Pedulianas pius galanas de janas in sa jaga tua
Pesa una oghe pro a mie
Move su passu tou supra su meu
Canta, sos fiancos pintan
Sonos e colores
İN manos e in pees
Tuddas chi non codiant nudda
Curren a s'infrenu sos sentidos mios
Pesa e non ti firmes coro meu, inte'!
Sona ca custu tempus chi non colet pius
Ca su disizu est fizu
E naschit dae sas laras tuas
E nois semus su sonu galanu
Meres de sa mùsica
Supra sos carros lentolos
Nuscos de s'Asturias
Chin sos pilos pintados
D'henné e ojos de s'Africa
Fizos de Ispagna sas intragnas chi suent aria ‘e su Magreb
Pedulianas pius galanas de janas in sa jaga tua
Benit sa note in su nieddu
S'isteddu lughet che a nois
Tènemi in manu, est luegu
Manzanu e s'amore fuet
Weight
I am only one but for you
Put your weight on mine
When you want to cry
Tears of gold won't make you laugh
Mother of all sorrows
It's the medicine that heals you
Come into this love for a drunken night
Look into these eyes, your destiny
We are the people who go
And will never pass
Paths of wind created
On your step
Come into this love for a drunken night
Look into these eyes, your destiny
Daughters of Spain, the intrigues that smell of the Maghreb air
More beautiful than fairies of the woods in your forest
Weigh one night for me
Move your step on mine
Sing, the hips paint
Sounds and colors
In hands and feet
All who don't want anything
Run to my senses
Weigh and don't sign my heart, inside!
Play because this time won't come back
Because the disgrace is done
And born from your tears
And we are the beautiful sound
Mothers of music
On the slow cars
Nuts from Asturias
With painted hair
Of henna and eyes from Africa
Daughters of Spain, the intrigues that smell of the Maghreb air
More beautiful than fairies of the woods in your forest
Come the night in the dark
The place where we are
Hold me in your hand, then
Apple and love blossom