UMBERTO S lyrics : "Cristina"
Sheâ??s famous for her beauty
For haters this, we know
Is something quite unruly
Who hasâ??t smelt for once
The venomous smoke of envy?
They say her dark hair shine too much
Darkening black diamonds
This folk, infected by this poison
Now flowing in their blood
They just forgot to say
They dream to be like her
The more she used to be glad
The more Cristina smiled
The more those lions used to tear
The soft flesh of her soul
Their happiness was hidden
In the casket of her sadness
"No pasa nada, nothing hurts meâ?
Decía ella, without any fear
â??And why should I shed my tears
To satisfy the thirsty mouths burning
For envy in a fire of words that never ends?â?
Sheâ??s strong, she knows that they need wind
To fly with mind, to cur their wings the only way
Is just to live, leaving them fallâ?¦
â??Cristina is a good girlâ?,
But they donâ??t understand it
They say her deep dark eyes
Could bewitch everyone
Pero que falta tiene
Si ella está así linda?
Or maybe is just because one
Day she denied those persons
This folk, infected by this poison
Now flowing in their blood
They just forgot to say
They dream to be like her
The more she used to laugh
Lo más feliz Cristina estaba
The more they used to fell the air burning
Like damned in the hell
Their happiness was hidden
In the casket of her sadness
"No pasa nada, nothing hurts meâ?
Decía ella, without any fear
â??And why should I shed my tears
To satisfy the thirsty mouths burning
For envy in a fire of words that never ends?â?
â??Cristina is a girlâ?
But anyway you think
Stop talking, because
Sheâ??s happier than you
"No pasa nada, nothing hurts meâ?
Decía ella, without any fear
â??And why should I shed my tears
To satisfy the thirsty mouths burning
For envy in a fire of words that never ends?â?
The more she used to laugh
Lo más feliz Cristina estaba
The more they used to fell the air burning
Like damned in the hell
Their happiness was hidden
In the casket of her sadness
"No pasa nada, nothing hurts meâ?
Decía ella, without any fearâ?¦â?¦.
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