Que Pasa
Álvaro Soler
What's Up
What's up with her walking on the beach
With sadness on her face
I’m writing her this song
What's up with her walking on the beach
She won't lift her gaze
I’m giving her this song
She’s always, always waiting
Shaking her, shaking her hips
But there’s something sad about her
That hides her great beauty
In her eyes, there’s a sparkle
From the color of her dress
A blue like the twisted sea
What's up with her walking on the beach
With sadness on her face
I’m writing her this song
What's up with her walking on the beach
She won't lift her gaze
I’m giving her this song
I wish, I wish she’d say
What she really, what she really wants
If I get closer, she just pulls away
She’ll be there, still waiting
Now all I ask of you
Is the courage to change her fate
And free her from this spell
What's up with her walking on the beach
With sadness on her face
I’m writing her this song
What's up with her walking on the beach
She won't lift her gaze
I’m giving her this song
I’m giving her this song
I’m giving her this song
What's up with her walking on the beach
With sadness on her face
I’m writing her this song
What's up with her walking on the beach
She won't lift her gaze
I’m giving her this song
I’m giving her this song
