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Jarana

Gian Marco

Jarana

Valsesito criollo tranquito cortado
sambo guaraguero, cholita mimosa
Dibujan figuras de alegre compas
Y van separados mientras que en el alma
hay mutuos deseos de acercarse mas
Y van separados mientras que en el alma
hay mutuos deseos de acercarse mas..

Dale con el taco, dale con la punta
Mueve la cintura que se va a acabar
Ahora aprieta fuerte pon tu cara junta
Y dime si hay algo mas lindo que un vals

Dale con el taco, dale con la punta
Mueve la cintura que se va a acabar
Ahora aprieta fuerte pon tu cara junta
Y dime si hay algo mas lindo que un vals...

Guitarras punteadas con dedos crispados
Notas que salpican en piano ruinoso
Mientras los cantores persiguen el son
Como esos solientes que brotan del alma
Y se hacen burbujas en el corazón
Como esos solientes que brotan del alma
Y se hacen burbujas en el corazón

Dale dale...
Dale con el taco, dale con la punta
Mueve la cintura que se va a acabar
Ahora aprieta fuerte pon tu cara junta
Y dime si hay algo mas lindo que un vals...

Dale con el taco, dale con la punta
Mueve la cintura que se va a acabar
Ahora aprieta fuerte pon tu cara junta
Y dime si hay algo mas lindo que un vals...

Jarana

Creole waltz, calm and cut
Sambo dancer, sweet cholita
Drawing cheerful figures with rhythm
And they go apart while in the soul
There are mutual desires to get closer
And they go apart while in the soul
There are mutual desires to get closer

Hit with the heel, hit with the tip
Move your waist, it's going to end
Now squeeze tight, put your face close
And tell me if there's anything lovelier than a waltz

Hit with the heel, hit with the tip
Move your waist, it's going to end
Now squeeze tight, put your face close
And tell me if there's anything lovelier than a waltz

Guitars strummed with tense fingers
Notes splashing on a ruined piano
While the singers chase the sound
Like those sighs that sprout from the soul
And become bubbles in the heart
Like those sighs that sprout from the soul
And become bubbles in the heart

Hit it...
Hit with the heel, hit with the tip
Move your waist, it's going to end
Now squeeze tight, put your face close
And tell me if there's anything lovelier than a waltz

Hit with the heel, hit with the tip
Move your waist, it's going to end
Now squeeze tight, put your face close
And tell me if there's anything lovelier than a waltz

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