Tartarichi (con las manos en los bolsillos)
Los Delinqüentes
Tartarichi (with hands in pockets)
Tartarichi tartari if you love me
tartarichi tarari
Look, look rich girl, I would give you in the belly
if I weren't a mosquito, cousin, I would marry you
but it's, it's, it's your heart dimensions
that don't match my ankles.
They tell me, tell me you don't love me
and I become a deaf wall
but when I sweet talk you, cousin
oh underneath my tent.
And look for me cousin in the rubble
scratch and look for me.
Tartarichi tartari
don't go away from me
tartarichi tartari
because you love me
Tartarichi tartari
don't go away from me
tartarichi tartari
your green eyes.
Look, look rich girl
when the sauce splashes you
you buy new panties
and by the way you buy a shirt
if you have thirteen thousand pesetas left
build a booth, the queen of the fair.
If you tell me, say you don't love me
and in Los Claveles they tell me it's not convenient
I don't want to fall into your hole
that's why I don't understand why I sweet talk you.
And look for me cousin in the rubble
scratch and look for me.
Tartarichi tartari
don't go away from me
tartarichi tartari
because you love me
Tartarichi tartari
don't go away from me
tartarichi tartari
your green eyes.
