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October 10, 2013

Y Como Es El – So What’s He Like

Filed under: Traducción de una canción (para el 10 de octubre) — Cesar Parra @ 3:44 pm

By: Marc Anthony

I look into your eyes, and I could swear
That you have something to tell me
Don’t be afraid, go ahead and say it
Tomorrow may be too late
Tomorrow may be too late

So what’s he like? Where did he fall in love with you?
Where is he from? What does he do with his spare time?
Ask him why he has stolen my life’s treasure
He is a thief, and he has taken everything from me

So what’s he like? Where did he fall in love with you?
Where is he from? What does he do with his free time?
Ask him why he has stolen this treasure from my life
He is a thief, and he has taken everything from me

Get ready; you’re going to be late
And take an umbrella, in case it rains
He’ll be waiting to love you
And I’ll be jealous that I lost you
Dress warm, that gray dress looks nice on you
Smile, don’t let him suspect that you’ve been crying
And leave me, so I can start packing

Forgive me if I ask one more question

So what’s he like? Where did he fall in love with you?
Where is he from? What does he do with his free time?
Ask him why he has stolen this treasure from my life
He is a thief, and he has taken everything from me

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Mirandote a los ojos juraria
Que tienes algo nuevo que contarme
Empieza ya mujer no tengas miedo
Quizá para mañana sea tarde
Quizá para mañana sea tarde

Y como es él? En que lugar se enamoró de ti
De donde es? A qué dedica el tiempo libre
Preguntale, Por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Es un ladrón Que me ha robado todo

Y como es él? En que lugar se enamoró de ti
De donde es? A qué dedica el tiempo libre
Preguntale, Por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Es un ladrón Que me ha robado todo

Arréglate mujer que se hace tarde
Y llévate el paraguas por si llueve
El estará esperando para amarte
Y yo estaré celoso de perderte
Y abrígate te sienta bien ese vestido gris
Sonríete que no sospeche que has llorado
Y dejame, que vaya preparando mi equipaje

Perdóname si te hago otra pregunta

Y como es él? En que lugar se enamoró de ti
De donde es? A qué dedica el tiempo libre
Preguntale, Por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Es un ladrón Que me ha robado todo



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