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Matteo – Panama

Исполнители: Matteo
Альбомы: Matteo – Panama
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Текст Matteo – Panama

Текст:

Romanian:

Daca nici asa nu-ti place,
Ia mai zboara-n Panama.

Zile zile, zile zile eu alerg girl,

Mile mile, mile mile pe maidan,
Pentru tine, tine sa-ti dau un dar, dar,
Cel mai de pret dar fara nici un ban, ban,
Ganja, iarba, sunt inutile-tile,
Numai tu stii sa-mi dai aripile-pile,
In Jamaica sau in Chile, Chile,
Inima face Boom-Boom numai pentru tine.

Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh,
Numai pentru tine,
Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh.

N-ai raspuns la telefon,
No problem, te scot pe balcon,
Si-o sa vezi cu ochii tai
Cum ti-aduc flori, un camion,
Si iti cant asa cu chitara mea,
Daca nici asa nu-ti place,
Ia mai zboara-n Panama. Ce pana mea!

Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, zboara, ce pana mea,
Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, hai mai zboara.

Kile-kile, kile-kile eu am dat jos,
Oricum baby, nu erau de folos-los,
Mi-e dor de tine, sunt intors pe dos-dos,
Acasa ajung la timp, tre’ sa o iau pe jos-jos,
La ce ne folosesc banii, banii, banii

Daca tu imi dai iubire si zi de zi pun anii,
Ca Bonnie & Clyde, sa fiu doar eu cu tine
Si o sa avem, girl, o iubire ca in filme.

Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh,
O iubire ca in filme,
Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh. Eh!

N-ai raspuns la telefon,
No problem, te scot pe balcon,
Si-o sa vezi cu ochii tai
Cum ti-aduc flori, un camion,
Si iti cant asa cu chitara mea,
Daca nici asa nu-ti place,
Ia mai zboara-n Panama. Ce pana mea!

Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, zboara, ce pana mea,
Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah. Eh! Oh no!

Baby girl, hai vino incoa’,
Am dragoste la mine, o dau la schimb cu a ta,
Baby girl, dragostea mea
E de calitate, dau gramul, gram, hai ia.

N-ai raspuns la telefon,
No problem, te scot pe balcon,
Si-o sa vezi cu ochii tai
Cum ti-aduc flori, un camion,
Si iti cant asa cu chitara mea,
Daca nici asa nu-ti place,
Ia mai zboara-n Panama. Ce pana mea!

Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, zboara, ce pana mea,
Ah ah, ah ah, mai zboara-n Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, hai maï zboara. Pwaah!

English translation:

If you don’t like it this way either,
Go and fly in Panama.

Days, days, days, days I run girl,
Miles, miles, miles, miles on the greenfield
For you, you to give you a gift, gift
The most precious gift, but without any cent, cent
Ganja, weed are use-useless,
Only you know to give me the wing-wings
In Jamaica or in Chile, Chile,
My heart does Boom-Boom only for you

Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh,
Only for you,
Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh

You haven’t answered your phone,
No problem, I get you out on the balcony
And you’ll see with your own eyes
How I’ll bring you flowers, a truck.
And I’ll sing to you like this with my guitar
If you don’t like it this way either,
Go and fly in Panama. Oh my feather!

Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, fly, oh my feather!
Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama!
Ah ah, ah ah, go and fly away.

Pound-pounds, pound-pounds I lost,
Anyways baby, they were not help-helpful
I miss you, I’m turned around-round,
I get home in time, I gotta walk all the way,
What does the money help us at?
If you give me love and daily I put years
Like Bonnie and Clyde, there will only be you and I
And we’re gonna have, girl, a love like in the movies

Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh,
A love like in the movies
Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh

You haven’t answered your phone,
No problem, I get you out on the balcony
And you’ll see with your own eyes
How I’ll bring you flowers, a truck.
And I’ll sing to you like this with my guitar
If you don’t like it this way either,
Go and fly in Panama. Oh my feather!

Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, fly, oh my feather!
Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama!
Ah ah, ah ah, Eh! Oh no!

Baby girl, just come to me,
I’ve got love in my hands and I’ll exchange it with yours.
Baby girl, my love
Is quality, I give the ounce, ounce, just take it.

You haven’t answered your phone,
No problem, I get you out on the balcony
And you’ll see with your own eyes
How I’ll bring you flowers, a truck.
And I’ll sing to you like this with my guitar
If you don’t like it this way either,
Go and fly in Panama. Oh my feather!

Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama,
Ah ah, ah ah, fly, oh my feather!
Ah ah, ah ah, fly in Panama!
Ah ah, ah ah, Pwaaah!

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Matteo – Panama