MASHALLAH (part. Sabah)

MASHALLAH (feat. Sabah)

MASHALLAH (part. Sabah)

She's the daughter of the Moon and the SunEs hija de la Luna y del Sol
When she cries, a flower diesCuando llora se muere una flor
Don't burn her good intentionsNo le queme' su buena intención
Or she'll kill you with her disappointmentO te matará con su decepción

She covers herself with a veil and they can't see herSe tapa con el velo y no la ven
No one takes away her faithA ella nadie le quita la fe
That good luck that follows herEsa buena suerte que le sigue
They shout tbarakallah wherever she stepsLe gritan tbarakallah por donde pise
Her pulse doesn't shake from the fireNo le tiembla el pulso por arder
She prays for all the bad that wasReza por to' lo malo que fue
Inside, she carries heaven and a carnationPor dentro lleva el cielo y un clavel

Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá

She goes out with the dawnSale con el alba
Searching for sweetnessBuscando melaza
She wants to be rebornQuiere renacer
Sweet womanDulce mujer

If you follow her, you'll see the lightSi la sigue' ve' la luz
She walks strong on the sandVa pisando fuerte por la arena
Her hands were tiedTuvo la' manos atá'
She lives in sorrow, but always fullVive en pena, pero siempre llena
Of joy in the squareDe alegría to'a la plaza
Dancing, clapping her handsBaila tocando la' palma'
At night, she doesn't restEn la noche no descansa
Searching for redemptionBuscando la redención

Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá

She goes out with the dawnSale con el alba
Searching for sweetnessBuscando melaza
She wants to be rebornQuiere renacer
Sweet womanDulce mujer

Strolling down Elvira Street in Granada, she fell in lovePaseando por calle Elvira de Graná se enamoró
When she appears in the square, suddenly the Sun comes outCuando aparece en la plazuela de repente sale el Sol
She's eating dates, accompanied by teaEstá comiendo dátile', acompaña' de un té
That Andalusian girl, a Moor from the Moorish quarterEsa morita andaluza, mora de la morería
Oh, my mestiza, my mestizaAy, mestiza mía, mestiza mía

Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá

Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá

Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cryMashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Her eyes are the color of kahalSus ojito' color kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloomEntre jazmine' florecerá

She goes out with the dawnSale con el alba
Searching for sweetnessBuscando melaza
She wants to be rebornQuiere renacer
Sweet womanDulce mujer