Por Ella Muero

Full of light and salt, salt from the sea,
She's got me crazy, for her I die little by little,
Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy, for her I die.

Full of light and salt, salt from the sea,
She's got me crazy, for her I die little by little,
Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy, for her I die little by little.

Full of salt, I watch her caresses
And it's that full of salt, her breeze hooks me in,
Look at her, full of salt, I soak in the fragrances
That stroll through my style, accent with elegance. [2x]

Taste, taste my southern flavor
Taste, my flavor that takes away your sleep
Try it girl, try my southern flavor
Give it a taste, my flavor that takes away your sleep.

Mix salt, light, green and blue,
Like a little magic trick of salt and her, look at you
I don't need anything more, with her by my side
I have little stars from the sky to give and share.

The conqueror is her breasts
And through her veins sail three little boats
That even if some say they left from Seville, ha!
She knows well how that event went down.

I put the rest in this song
So you won't criticize her so much, from the heart
And I put the rest in this song,
Give me a cold drink, I'm dying of heat.

Come discover her body and her soul
Without her, there's no world, without her my beautiful flamenco calm hurts.
Come discover her beach and her breeze
Without her I feel like I'm sinking, without her my beautiful flamenco laughter ends.

Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy
For her I die little by little.
Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy for her I die.

Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy
For her I die little by little.
Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy for her I die little by little.

Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy
For her I die little by little.
Full of light and salt, salt from the sea, she's got me crazy for her I die. [4x]

How beautiful she is tonight,
I think I'll stroll through it gently without reproach,
While I think of some little lyrics
Because damn, it's hard to write to you, girl.

I stop, I sit in the Plaza de la Merced;
It seems like something's coming out in my notebook, I don't know,
It's the desire for her to always be present
It invades my chest, my fist, I don't understand those people
Who just, without explaining more, just without thinking
Criticize her, mistreat her, abandon her, destroy her without caring at all.

So we'll always be the ass of the world,
With people like that who will never help.
In the end, you'll have to get used to it,
Get used to it,
Get used to it.

Come discover her body and her soul
Without her, there's no world, without her my beautiful flamenco calm hurts.
Come discover her beach and her breeze
Without her I feel like I'm sinking, without her my beautiful flamenco laughter ends. [2x]