mansana

That brunette, boy, drives me crazy
But she's looking at me with a diva face
Clear eyes that light up the spotlights
I swear I focus and gaze lost

I'm going to shut up, I'm not going to tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me continue
I don't want to confuse you

(Go over there)

I walked through the fair, a misery in my pocket
I imagined I had a little left
I don't want to get into it, but what a psychedelic experience
Lactose intolerant, not to chocolate

With all the noise of the people and the constant buzzing
Of a friend who wasn't doing well either
I suddenly stop and a sound at 120
It's the beat of my broken heart

She acts like a gypsy, but like a saint with me
She knows how to dance Sevillanas, she knows I'm not her friend

That brunette, boy, drives me crazy
But she's looking at me with a diva face
Clear eyes that light up the spotlights
I swear I focus, gaze lost

I'm going to shut up, I'm not going to tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me continue
I don't want to confuse you

(Okay, shall we rehearse?)

I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
Tra', tra', tra' (tra', tra', tra')

I grab an apple, bite it and throw it (I grab an apple, bite it and throw it)
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it (I grab an apple, bite it and throw it)
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it (I grab an apple, bite it and throw it)
And if I bite your neck, sorry, I got lost (and if I bite your neck, sorry, I got lost)

In the early morning, to the booths with you
Get close, sultana, I need witnesses

And all this part I mark in Andalusian
Where has the accent gone that shouted from the south?
Girl, don't make a fuss, don't be a French fry
Listen, Amparo, a Capillita on the bus

My partner is telling me some sticky stuff
He smiles a little, the other one crosses himself
He's laughing at his house, he laughs at my WhatsApp
Listen, after the tunnel comes the light

(Ajú, ajú)

In the early morning, to the booths with you
Get close, sultana, I need witnesses
She acts like a gypsy, but like a saint with me
She knows how to dance Sevillanas, she knows I'm not her friend

That brunette, boy, drives me crazy
But she's looking at me with a diva face
Clear eyes that light up the spotlights
I swear I focus, gaze lost

I'm going to shut up, I'm not going to tell you
Everything I would do for free
Stop looking, let me continue
I don't want to confuse you

I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it

(I, I) I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, bite it and throw it
I grab an apple, oh, I already ate it