MASHALLAH (part. Sabah)
Es hija de la Luna y del Sol
Cuando llora se muere una flor
No le queme' su buena intención
O te matará con su decepción
Se tapa con el velo y no la ven
A ella nadie le quita la fe
Esa buena suerte que le sigue
Le gritan tbarakallah por donde pise
No le tiembla el pulso por arder
Reza por to' lo malo que fue
Por dentro lleva el cielo y un clavel
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Sale con el alba
Buscando melaza
Quiere renacer
Dulce mujer
Si la sigue' ve' la luz
Va pisando fuerte por la arena
Tuvo la' manos atá'
Vive en pena, pero siempre llena
De alegría to'a la plaza
Baila tocando la' palma'
En la noche no descansa
Buscando la redención
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Sale con el alba
Buscando melaza
Quiere renacer
Dulce mujer
Paseando por calle Elvira de Graná se enamoró
Cuando aparece en la plazuela de repente sale el Sol
Está comiendo dátile', acompaña' de un té
Esa morita andaluza, mora de la morería
Ay, mestiza mía, mestiza mía
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Mashallah, mírala que no están pa' llorar
Sus ojito' color kahal
Entre jazmine' florecerá
Sale con el alba
Buscando melaza
Quiere renacer
Dulce mujer
MASHALLAH (feat. Sabah)
She's the daughter of the Moon and the Sun
When she cries, a flower dies
Don't burn her good intentions
Or she'll kill you with her disappointment
She covers herself with a veil and they can't see her
No one takes away her faith
That good luck that follows her
They shout tbarakallah wherever she steps
Her pulse doesn't shake from the fire
She prays for all the bad that was
Inside, she carries heaven and a carnation
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
She goes out with the dawn
Searching for sweetness
She wants to be reborn
Sweet woman
If you follow her, you'll see the light
She walks strong on the sand
Her hands were tied
She lives in sorrow, but always full
Of joy in the square
Dancing, clapping her hands
At night, she doesn't rest
Searching for redemption
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
She goes out with the dawn
Searching for sweetness
She wants to be reborn
Sweet woman
Strolling down Elvira Street in Granada, she fell in love
When she appears in the square, suddenly the Sun comes out
She's eating dates, accompanied by tea
That Andalusian girl, a Moor from the Moorish quarter
Oh, my mestiza, my mestiza
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
Mashallah, look at her, she's not here to cry
Her eyes are the color of kahal
Among jasmine, she'll bloom
She goes out with the dawn
Searching for sweetness
She wants to be reborn
Sweet woman
Escrita por: Violeta Hodar, Elba Souto Pampin, Nicolas Uriz Roldan, Sabah El Kaddouri Boudahou