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La Tortura (shakira) what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
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beret1022 said: what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
Pretty please... Baby I was born so far away So I speak English as a second language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rhymes with language Lucky that I have a smoking body 'Cause I only sing in gibberish Lucky that I am such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you I'm double-jointed too! Whatever, don't matter I could sing about pancake batter I'll just shake my derriere And you won't go nowehere Bend over, rub under You'll enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just twist my hips right there And you won't go nowhere Lucky that my hips are only jerky When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and pouty Time to crawl into the mud! Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I was fatter That I got a spicy rack So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere. | |
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VoicesCarry said: beret1022 said: what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
Pretty please... Baby I was born so far away So I speak English as a second language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rhymes with language Lucky that I have a smoking body 'Cause I only sing in gibberish Lucky that I am such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you I'm double-jointed too! Whatever, don't matter I could sing about pancake batter I'll just shake my derriere And you won't go nowehere Bend over, rub under You'll enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just twist my hips right there And you won't go nowhere Lucky that my hips are only jerky When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and pouty Time to crawl into the mud! Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I was fatter That I got a spicy rack So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere. you make mud look HOT!!! LOL love MadTV You CANNOT use the name of God, or religion, to justify acts of violence, to hurt, to hate, to discriminate- Madonna
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VoicesCarry said: beret1022 said: what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
Pretty please... Baby I was born so far away So I speak English as a second language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rhymes with language Lucky that I have a smoking body 'Cause I only sing in gibberish Lucky that I am such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you I'm double-jointed too! Whatever, don't matter I could sing about pancake batter I'll just shake my derriere And you won't go nowehere Bend over, rub under You'll enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just twist my hips right there And you won't go nowhere Lucky that my hips are only jerky When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and pouty Time to crawl into the mud! Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I was fatter That I got a spicy rack So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere. Ha! Ha! That is not what she is saying!!!!  | |
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It isn't that hard to do a google search. It took me 5 seconds:
THE TORTURE
I'm not asking that every day be sunny I'm not asking that there be a party every Friday Nor do I ask you to come back begging forgiveness If you're crying with dry eyes, Speaking about her Oh my love, it hurts so much It hurts so much That you left without saying a word Oh my love, losing you was torture I know I haven't been a saint But I can make it up to you Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save that for yourself Take that bone to some other dog And let's say goodbye I can't ask winter to spare a rose bush I can't ask an elm tree to bear pears I can't ask the eternal of a mere mortal And go about casting thousands of pearls before swine Oh my love, it hurts so much It hurts so much That you no longer trust my promises Oh my love, losing you has been torture I know I haven't been a saint And I'm not made of stone Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from our mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save that for yourself Take that bone to some other dog And let's say goodbye Listen, baby, don't you go Listen, baby, don't get angry From Monday to Friday you have my love Give Saturday to me and you'll be better off Listen baby, don't punish me anymore Without you, out there I have no peace I'm just a repentant man I'm the bird that returns to its nest I know I haven't been a saint And I'm not made of stone Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from our mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save it for someone foolish enough to believe you and say Goodbye AD LIBS Oh after all I've done for you It was such a torture to lose you It hurts me so that it's like this Keep on crying sorry I… I'm not going To cry over you I admit the fake lyrics are funnier.  | |
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VoicesCarry said: beret1022 said: what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
Pretty please... Baby I was born so far away So I speak English as a second language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rhymes with language Lucky that I have a smoking body 'Cause I only sing in gibberish Lucky that I am such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you I'm double-jointed too! Whatever, don't matter I could sing about pancake batter I'll just shake my derriere And you won't go nowehere Bend over, rub under You'll enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just twist my hips right there And you won't go nowhere Lucky that my hips are only jerky When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and pouty Time to crawl into the mud! Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I was fatter That I got a spicy rack So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere. Yah - right! You wish .... (and so do I)   There are three sides to every story. My side, your side, and the truth. And no one is lying. Memories shared serve each one differently | |
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VoicesCarry said: Baby I was born so far away
So I speak English as a second language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rhymes with language Lucky that I have a smoking body 'Cause I only sing in gibberish Lucky that I am such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you I'm double-jointed too! Whatever, don't matter I could sing about pancake batter I'll just shake my derriere And you won't go nowehere Bend over, rub under You'll enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just twist my hips right there And you won't go nowhere Lucky that my hips are only jerky When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and pouty Time to crawl into the mud! Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I was fatter That I got a spicy rack So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere. |
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shouldnt somebody has stopped her from using the word "torture" in a song title? expecially with her voice.
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sosgemini said: shouldnt somebody has stopped her from using the word "torture" in a song title? expecially with her voice.
Shakira was attracted by the verisimilitude. Or something. | |
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sosgemini said: shouldnt somebody has stopped her from using the word "torture" in a song title? expecially with her voice.
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it means "the emotions and sounds of sheep".... I will forever love and miss you...my sweet Prince. | |
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beret1022 said: what the hell does this mean? What the hell is she saying? I do love the song even thought I don't know what she is saying! Can any Spanish speakers on the board translate?
Pretty please... Lyrics : Ay payita mía Guárdate la poesía Guárdate la alegría pa'ti No pido que todos los días sean de sol No pido que todos los viernes sean de fiesta Tampoco te pido que vuelvas rogando perdón Si lloras con los ojos secos Y hablando de ella Ay amor me duele tanto Me duele tanto Que te fueras sin decir a donde Ay amor, fue una tortura perderte Yo se que no he sido un santo Pero lo puedo arreglar amor No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo. Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que es tuyo mi corazón Mejor te guardas todo eso A otro perro con ese hueso Y nos decimos adiós No puedo pedir que el invierno perdone a un rosal No puedo pedir a los olmos que entreguen peras No puedo pedirle lo eterno a un simple mortal Y andar arrojando a los cerdos miles de perlas Ay amor me duele tanto Me duele tanto Que no creas más en mis promesas Ay amor es una tortura perderte Yo se que no he sido un santo Pero lo puedo arreglar amor No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo. Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que es tuyo mi corazón Mejor te guardas todo eso A otro perro con ese hueso Y nos decimos adiós No te bajes, no te bajes Oye negrita mira, no te rajes De lunes a viernes tienes mi amor Déjame el sábado a mi que es mejor Oye mi negra no me castigues más Porque allá afuera sin ti no tengo paz Yo solo soy un hombre arrepentido Soy como el ave que vuelve a su nido Yo se que no he sido un santo y es que no estoy hecho de cartón No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo. Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que es tuyo mi corazón AD LIBS Ay ay ay Ay, todo lo que he hecho por ti Fue una tortura perderte Y me duele tanto que sea asi Sigue llorando perdón Yo... yo no voy A llorar por ti Inglés THE TORTURE (English Translation) I'm not asking that every day be sunny I'm not asking that there be a party every Friday Nor do I ask you to come back begging forgiveness If you're crying with dry eyes, Speaking about her Oh my love, it hurts so much It hurts so much That you left without saying a word Oh my love, losing you was torture I know I haven't been a saint But I can make it up to you Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save that for yourself Take that bone to some other dog And let's say goodbye I can't ask winter to spare a rose bush I can't ask an elm tree to bear pears I can't ask the eternal of a mere mortal And go about casting thousands of pearls before swine Oh my love, it hurts so much It hurts so much That you no longer trust my promises Oh my love, losing you has been torture I know I haven't been a saint And I'm not made of stone Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from our mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save that for yourself Take that bone to some other dog And let's say goodbye Listen, baby, don't you go Listen, baby, don't get angry From Monday to Friday you have my love Give Saturday to me and you'll be better off Listen baby, don't punish me anymore Without you, out there I have no peace I'm just a repentant man I'm the bird that returns to its nest I know I haven't been a saint And I'm not made of stone Man doesn't live on bread alone Nor do I live on excuses We only learn from our mistakes And today I know my heart is yours Better save it for someone foolish enough to believe you and say Goodbye AD LIBS Oh after all I've done for you It was such a torture to lose you It hurts me so that it's like this Keep on crying sorry I… I'm not going To cry over you  | |
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