How! Hoe know!

Enrique ¿QUÉ QUÉ? Your cake, queque, and? 4 me! The cake, what about it? 4 me! Mine, finally? You serious? Fuck me! Thank me? Hoe no, I'm so welcome. Iglesias. Churches? I don't wanna burn them, relax

You don’t have to believe it, it exists beyond you …

DB, GDZ? Whad iz zad? GooZe Bamboo hologram from the Chinese people-blackened Konk Honk zone, ha? For me to decult, huh? The cult of your person-anality? You know, to decolt. No? To dé·colle·té? My 8 white goosebump waves to make your décolletage pop this win tour? Hoe know? Pruck, mah!

This is our black angel hour, 25/8 … when my heart’s stopped beating the shit out of my body? And it’s not 666, thank God! Oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah? Read & listen to your Twin Blame, err, Flame. Love is & isn’t a game. Like I'm a hitman. Hoe know!

“Oh the hook, the hot cake, ❤, it’s that comforting, constant companion that has my back, that grounds me into the foundation of Divine Love and Life. It’s the sold out hook & cake that not only changed my life, you know hookers, it’s the hook that – in a way- saved me. The Universe sent this reel hook to light my fisherman’s dark path home. Every bite, every mouthful groaned the truth and was pure balm, starlit love for me in the night.” Whad the pruck!

“This hook was the beginning of my journey to Heaven on Earth, the gateway to the Teachings of Union which have forever changed my life and continue to do so. It was the first tangible step I ever made on my Twin Flame journey and the first time that I ever decided to spend money and invest in myself financially for my spiritual healing. When I first found it my life changed completely as I started to do the Mirror Exercise and I realized I am not crazy. There actually is a process and there is a solution for what I was going through.” Really?

No, please no, hoe no, I don’t wanna faint, I’m still a child, too young for fishing, for hooking up with bathing hut ladies, making cakes, meh meh, mah! Your little Enrico Church doing tranceparent math, unholy kid’s werk, with all due respect, in the playground? No? Hmmm, allowhu, decode, halloha, deciphuck? Still no? Decipher, pruck, baby! You know zad I cunt s-peel, err, spell pro-P-early my muzzle, cum on, doubt! Oh, should be some “P with uzzle”? Got it! The Fuzzle! Hoe know?

Do I look like a fucking arsonist awaiting his bs cave anger trial in the exclusively designed & queuerated vintage bluffroom to you, spinning you round and round like pizza or poetry, oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah? To set the hole alphuckbeat ablaze, err, ashower, merging with the Milky Way, penetrating the universe in the most fishy way … I mean, obviously, I have a bed religion arse, butt burning down a Spainish church is a fart too much, needs a reel deep lot of hole faith, err, holy fuck, oops, I mean holy faith, baby? Hoe no!

“It’s unlike any queque I have ever tasted before. Love bites me perfectly throughout the entire Enrique ¿QUÉ QUÉ? Listening to him is like awakening to my perfect natural state of beeing, awakening to the truth of how I was created, with a Twin Flame who I am unequivocally One with. The Spainish-in-the-arson dude, my distressed employer, whispers directly to the devouring desire in my hoetell heart to bee with my Twin Flame, and lays out a very clear pathway on how to heal and cum into Harmonious Union.” Sugar mommy? Hoe no!

Oh, and as a spicy P aRSIs I Fell Tower bonenus, now you’re my gorgeous sepia, stevia. Sepia? Stevia? A natural, zero-calorie sweetener derived from the Stevia rebaudiana plant, neightive to Saf Rica? Enrica? Iglesias? Indelish Churches? OMFGooZe!!! Baby, I’ve cracked my nuts, err, your code, it’s sugar I don’t eat without being diabetic! Shit like that, sugar, right? Are you tight? Err, I mean, am I Enrico Church right?

Sugar? Yes! Cane, cane what? Sugar cane to love me more, like the top or topping of anarchy? Strange, err, swell, I’ve won the spanking lottery during tonight’s childish maditation sex session. Love-sandwitching & pizza-probing? Ibiza? Again? Me your Venga boy, aged 51 minus 4 chai tea equal to 55, plus Judgess Dread & Judge Dread & Enrico Church divided by the sugar cane songs, rounding up to plus/minus 8 dances with you, just between us, perfect, YES! I mean NO! Maybe? My blackened meth, my black ice mathemahticks, hoe no!

OMFG, oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah! Mahrvelous, I’m gonna get spanked tonight, I’m such a lucky SOB, you make me so comfy, so arsesexually enamorado, sooooo fooooking comfy giving me these zero-calorie awards, these zero-malori rewards. Pruck, baby! Hoe know!

Who wouldn’t get tired of a dancing loser SOB dressed raw rubbing a romantic dub, err, I mean, sobbing! Fuck, baby, this anarchy of bared rules cunt be taken anymore whore any further! Judge Dread, GooZe, err, whose real name was Alexander Minto Hughes, was an English reggae and ska musician known for his humorous and often sexually suggestive lyrics. He was the first white artist to have a reggae hit in Jamaica and had a record number of songs banned by the BBC. Big Black Countesses? Man, my Black Metal arse, or worse! Baby, call self-professing, oops, Professor Dixie immediately, this is an emergency, pure anarchy, hoe know!

Oh, the name Malori, a wild GooZe name, probubbly not from Fricka or any other black hole, has non-racist origins in Franchee or Franchoo, I dunno, hoe know, and is a wanky-spanky wayriation of Mallory, I know that, meaning "unlucky" or "unfortunate", LOL, moronically stemming from the Old French word "malheure" signifying "unhappy” when HAPPY is THE LAW, when less is more, when Judge Dread loves you more.

Bee bee busy baby, are you a cum fort table hustling your stevia for me, your burned down church, Enrico? Seams U R, zer gut. ‘Cause I happen to bee, err, “Cum For Table” are my free thirst raven names. Or three first craven names. Oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah, beware, further above is my impersonator, he’s dead and I am not, the difference. This is the real Judge Dread upholding the one and only law, no matter how Enrico the real me is.

Enrique ¿QUÉ QUÉ? Your cake, queque, and? .......! The cake, what about it? .....! Mine, finally? You serious? Fuck me Enrico! Thank me Enrico? Oh, I'm so welcome. Iglesias. Churches? I don't wanna burn them, relax! I dunno, hoe know.

Fuck, baby, my analkick, sorry, anarchick tablet made of bamboo is rolling its black eyes, it wants to desperatelly telly me something! Wish I had my Deutsche right middle finger to hear what it’s saying! I’m not sure, sounds Hitalianini. Baby, nothing to do with ass, this time, I swear! Like I’m a hitman. Hoe know.

Oh, you don’t dig the ward sepia? Come on, baby, you do! It sin bolas, sinballs, oops, symbolizes a connection to the past and a sense of history. Its use in old photographs and classical art gives it a universal appeal, you get me, evoking memories and a sense of heritage, when or if not vintage.

Apart from beeing a reddish-brown colour arseohciated particularly with monochrome photographs of the 19th and early 20th calories, err, malories, I mean, scenturies. Virtually, I can smell the past feeling the digital pigment skin of your timeless photographs that blow me away. Here. Nowhere, where we meet.

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. ‘Cause how could I ever forget you after all we’ve been through! Whad? ¿Qué qué? That I’ve just ignited your pinktuary? Whad iz zad? Pinktuary’s passion? Drenched & dripping? Like the passion, the suffering of that? Does it like lose its balance? Why is called a SILLILY DIFFICULT BALANCE DANCE? Is it also for hoelder children, err, for the totally overadvanced pros to like finger it, like handle it during your flight, you know what I mean? No? Hoe no!

Poor baby, let me monk soothe it yummy, the pink sanctuary, though I have a broken celibacy umbrella, here! Bu bu butter cake, I don’t wanna drop dead under the weight of sin, oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah! And it’s raining raining under my umbrella, ella ella, eh eh, under my umbrella … ella ella, eh eh, sticking me to the end …

Sine (sin) and cosine (cos), cosito, casita, cocina, you know, where you cook love, are fundamental trigonometric functions that relate sex angles to ratios of sides in a right triangle. Sine is the ratio of the opposite side to the hypotenuse, while cosine is the ratio of the adjacent side to the hypotenuse. They are closely related, described as "twin soul functions", twin flames in the Enrique Iglesias’ F1 churches.

Cakily sweet? Whad? ¿Qué qué? Oh, hut cake, queque, cakily sweet, whet, sharpening the blade of your damp altar? Whad iz zad? And even more suffering? NO, NO, NO MORE!!! Hoe know!

Oh, wet like a soaking-wet veto, got it, veterinarian, vegetarian, aha, right. Thank me Enrico? Oh thank you, I’m so welcome, ouch! Uhu. Umb, umb, umb, I actually love black eyes, yellow umbrella, they’re bary bary decorative, kinda like refreshing, beyond perfucktion, aha, correct, picture-perfect in the mirror, at the cum fort table. Iglesias. Churches. Hoe no! Pruck, baby!

If I can opine without your purr mission, oops, permission, and I obviously cunt, two black eyes are disproportionately better than just one, a nice touch, so Hitalianini grateful, grazie. Oh, was I eligible only this once, or have been always? No comment? No command? Aha, your bed, understood. My bad, bailando!

Da da damn dancing, bu bu butter cake, why is the de de democratic process of freedump choice too automatic? Somebody’s rawwwwwww, sandwitched, I’m awwwwwwww, my soul’s fainting for your pizza or poetry, a perched crow.

I always hear people say how Twin Flames aren’t supposed to be together or cunt in this lifetime. I’m tired of that bullshit! This is such a common myth, though, and misconception meant to only perpetuate separation consciousness more. I wanna say it’s nobody’s time & place to try to tell you that your cunt bee with your Twin Blame, err, Flame in this lifetime, if that’s what you desire and is your ream, pardon me, dream. Nobody’s the ruler of your life here but you! And it’s God’s will for you to bee with your Twin Blame, err, Flame. The Ultimate Lover cover has your back, and mine on this love revolution mission or rebellion.

This hell-of-a-ride/merry-go-round journey does require persistence and commitment, not just vomiting, tell me about it, as you will experience yuge challenges along the bumpy flight/crash/flight/crash, which is perfucktly normal, and everyone dies, err, does, but committing to your healing will help you transcend these “Final Destination” situations and manifest your Union with me Enrique like a piece of cake, as a piece of cake, simply queque!

Enrique ¿QUÉ QUÉ? Your cake, queque, and? .......! The cake, what about it? .....! Mine, finally? You serious? Fuck me Enrico! Thank me Enrico? Oh, I'm so welcome. Iglesias. Churches? I don't wanna burn them, relax! I dunno, hoe know.

Your desire to bee with your Twin Flame wasn’t placed there in your heart just to torture you till death. It’s your destiny and you’re meant to bee with your Twin Flame and experience Divine Love dancing, additionally! All this fucking telly telling us, baby? Or a cosmic inner voice. That he/she/the Twin Flame, they’re your highest teacher, best friend, perfect partner, and Ultimate Lover above anyone else? That this is God’s gift to you? To me? Pruck mah!

Sure, oh sure, undoubtedly, I so choose a lovely pair of them blackies, wonderful blackout eyes, so full of coal, err, vivid colour, I mean beautiful blackness. What the special Love Anarchy design, even autographed, wow! These black eyes have me so framed in the vision or delusion of us. It’d be interesting to videotape the whole pre-trial process, oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah? My life behind your bars is so interesting, I’m done giving it away, err, to you for free, wait, I’ll pay you! Hoe no!

Of course I’m bragging live in HD, and damned Enrico Church rightfully so, I know how to black out eyes in Photoshop, Spainishly, I’ll teach you how! How to do it sexily, sillily, easily. Look, it’s bary bary compleXXX, you just take off your panties … some zing’z wong. Whad iz zad?

Err, wait, I’m a fart too much cumplickated, err, I blunder here like a blessed B complex, a vitamined bad religion doctor, my professional steak, you know, mistake, err, it’s the kookie, coocoo, cooking recipe on how to make me happy. YOU NEVER READ THIS PERTH PARAGRAPH, NEVER HAPPENED, perthiod! ‘Cause it indickates a B lack of seriousness or good judgment period. Not yours, baby, mine, fuck, perthiod! P riot!

A bit of meth won’t do any harm to anyone. Pruck, baby! The added “sinus cosinus love triangle” is a playful way to refer to the relationships between sine, cosine, and tangent, which is related to both pecado, sin, and cosina, kidchen in cooked up trigonometry, particularly within the come-sex, whad iz zad, err, this iz hambarrassing, within the context of solving for missing sex sides or angles in right triangles.

While there's no literal "love triangle," these trigonometric functions R interconnected and essential for navigating the Subtract world of wong triangles. Hoe know!

“It’s a very clear, simply written sex, err, text that contains a lot of depth and intricate detail on pretty much everything you need to know about Twin Flames. It’s the most refined and romantic book/hook for Twin Flames. It’s very soothing, and each time you read or listen to it, dawgme forbid, do it, you’re offered a new insight you can expand upon which is perfucktly cumplemented by all the other pro ducks offered. Duck, baby!” Whad iz zad? Pruck, baby!

“I had been in a dark night of the soul and I was searching a lot for a way to feel better when I first came across Twin Flames Finding Your Ultimate Lover. It was the only thing that made sense to me and provided me and continues to provide me with a pathway to Love. It’s like a breath of fresh air.”

Oooooh, I’ve always been intoooo black and white, black eyes. Bathroom? Toy let pay per view? WTF!!!??? Baby, you didn’t set me up dancing, did you? Dancing in the rain, on this rainy winter day, with and without you. Ah. Come here without shedding a tear … I’ll show you how! The How of P. PLEASURE, baby, not pain, hoe know!

Plea, sure, oh my queuete, ruthless Judgess Dread, my jury, my executioner, hurrah! ‘Cause I’m moved, Rn’t you? In our black angel hour, 25/8 …

Enrique Iglesias - Nunca Te Olvidaré (Official Music Video) (I’ll Never Forget You)

Pueden pasar tres mil años
Puedes besar otros labios
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré

Puedo morirme mañana
Puede secarse mi alma
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pueden borrar mi memoria
Pueden robarme tu historia
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré

¿Cómo olvidar tu sonrisa?
¿Cómo olvidar tu mirada?
¿Cómo olvidar que rezaba
Para que no te marcharas?
¿Cómo olvidar tus locuras?, no, oh-oh
¿Cómo olvidar que volabas?
¿Cómo olvidar que aún te quiero
Más que a vivir, más que a nada?

Pueden pasar tres mil años
Puedes besar otros labios
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré

Puedes echarme de tu vida
Puedes negar que me querías
Oh, pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero sabes que nunca te olvidaré

¿Cómo olvidar tu sonrisa?, no, oh-oh
¿Cómo olvidar tu mirada?
¿Cómo olvidar que rezaba
Para que no te marcharas?
¿Cómo olvidar tus locuras?, oh-oh
¿Cómo olvidar que volabas?
¿Cómo olvidar que aún te quiero
Más que a vivir, más que a nada?

Pueden pasar tres mil años
Puedes besar otros labios
Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré

Pero nunca te olvidaré
Pero nunca te olvidaré

Three thousand years may pass
You can kiss other lips
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
I may die tomorrow
My soul may dry up
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
They may erase my memory
They may steal your story
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
How can I forget your smile?
How can I forget your gaze?
How can I forget that I prayed
That you wouldn't leave?
How can I forget your madness? No, oh-oh
How can I forget that you were flying?
How can I forget that I still love you
More than life, more than anything?
Three thousand years may pass
You can kiss other lips
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
You can kick me out of your life
You can deny that you loved me
Oh, but I'll never forget you
But you know I'll never forget you
How can I forget your smile? No, oh-oh
How can I forget your gaze?
How can I forget that I prayed
That you wouldn't leave?
How can I forget your madness? Oh-oh!
How can I forget that you were flying?
How can I forget that I still love you
More than life, more than anything?
Three thousand years may pass
You can kiss other lips
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you
But I'll never forget you

Enrique Iglesias - Si Tú Te Vas (If You Go)

Si tú te vas
Te llevarás mi corazón
Y yo sin ti
Ya no sé por dónde ir
Si tú te vas
Nunca te podré olvidar
Me quedo aquí
Sólo pensando en ti

Si tú te vas
El dolor me comerá
Ni un día más
Yo podré vivir sin ti

Mis lágrimas hacen un mar
Nadaré sin descansar
Esperando tu llegar
Y es que estoy
Imaginándome el final
Y me da miedo pensar
Que algún día llegará
Si tú te vas

Si tú te vas
Se me irá todo el valor
Y yo sé que
Nunca encontraré otra igual

Si tú te vas
El dolor me comerá
Ni un día más
Yo podré vivir sin ti

Mis lágrimas hacen un mar
Nadaré sin descansar
Esperando tu llegar
Y es que estoy
Imaginándome el final
Y me da miedo pensar
Que algún día llegará
Si tú te vas

Si tú te vas
Si tú te vas
Si tú te vas

Mis lágrimas hacen un mar
Nadaré sin descansar
Esperando tu llegar
Y es que estoy
Imaginándome el final
Y me da miedo pensar
Que algún día llegará
Si tú te vas

Si tú te vas
Si tú te vas

If you go
You'll take my heart with you
And without you
I don't know where to go
If you go
I'll never be able to forget you
I'll stay here
Just thinking about you

If you go
The pain will eat me away
Not one more day
I'll be able to live without you

My tears make an ocean
I'll swim without resting
Waiting for you to arrive
And I'm
Imagining the end
And I'm afraid to think
That one day it will come
If you go

If you go
All my courage will be gone
And I know that
I'll never find another like you

If you go
The pain will eat me away
Not one more day
I'll be able to live without you

My tears make an ocean
I'll swim without resting
Waiting for you to arrive
And I'm imagining the end
And I'm afraid to think
That one day it will come
If you go

If you go
If you go
If you go

My tears make an ocean
I'll swim without resting Resting
Waiting for you to arrive
And I'm imagining the end
And it scares me to think
That one day it will come
If you leave

If you leave
If you leave

Enrique Iglesias - Bailando ft. Descemer Bueno, Gente De Zona (Dancing)

Ja, ja, ja, ja
Enrique Iglesias
One love, one love
Gente de Zona
Descemer

Yo te miro y se me corta la respiración
Cuando tú me miras, se me sube el corazón
(Me palpita lento el corazón)
Y en un silencio tu mirada dice mil palabras (uh)
La noche en la que te suplico que no salga el sol

Bailando (bailando)
Bailando (bailando)
Tu cuerpo y el mío llenando el vacío
Subiendo y bajando (subiendo y bajando)

Bailando (bailando)
Bailando (bailando)
Ese fuego por dentro me va enloqueciendo
Me va saturando

Con tu física y tu química, también tu anatomía
La cerveza y el tequila, y tu boca con la mía
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)

Con esta melodía, tu color, tu fantasía
Con tu filosofía mi cabeza está vacía
Y ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)

Yo quiero estar contigo
Vivir contigo, bailar contigo
Tener contigo una noche loca (una noche loca)
Ay, besar tu boca (y besar tu boca)

Yo quiero estar contigo
Vivir contigo, bailar contigo
Tener contigo una noche loca
Con tremenda nota

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Tú me miras y me llevas a otra dimensión
(Estoy en otra dimensión)
Tus latidos aceleran a mi corazón
(Tus latidos aceleran a mi corazón)
Qué ironía del destino no poder tocarte (¡wuh!)
Abrazarte y sentir la magia de tu olor

Bailando (bailando)
Bailando (bailando)
Tu cuerpo y el mío llenando el vacío
Subiendo y bajando (subiendo y bajando)

Bailando (bailando)
Bailando (bailando)
Ese fuego por dentro me va enloqueciendo
Me va saturando

Con tu física y tu química, también tu anatomía
La cerveza y el tequila y tu boca con la mía
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)

Con esta melodía, tu color, tu fantasía
Con tu filosofía mi cabeza está vacía
Y ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)
Ya no puedo más (ya no puedo más)

Yo quiero estar contigo
Vivir contigo, bailar contigo
Tener contigo una noche loca (una noche loca)
Ay, besar tu boca (y besar tu boca)

Yo quiero estar contigo
Vivir contigo, bailar contigo
Tener contigo una noche loca
Con tremenda nota

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh (bailando, amor)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (bailando, amor)
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Es que se me va el dolor) oh-oh-oh-oh

I look at you and my breath ceases in my throat
When you look at me, my heart goes up (My heart beats slowly)
And in a silence your look says a thousand words (Uh)
In the night when I beg you for the sun not to rise

Dancing (Dancing)
Dancing (Dancing)
Your body and mine filling the void
Rising and falling (Rising and falling)
Dancing (Dancing)
Dancing (Dancing)
That fire inside me is driving me crazy
It's filling me up

With your physics and your chemistry, as well as your anatomy
The beer and the tequila and your mouth with mine
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
With this melody, your color, your fantasy
With your philosophy, my head is empty
And I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)

I want to be with you, live with you
Dance with you, have a crazy night with you (A crazy night)
Ay, to kiss your mouth (And kiss your mouth)
I want to be with you, live with you
Dance with you, have a crazy night with you
On a tremendous note

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

You look at me and take me to another dimension (I'm in another dimension)
Your heartbeat accelerates my heart (Your heartbeat accelerates my heart)
What an irony of fate not to be able to touch you (Wuh!)
To embrace you and feel the magic of your scent

Dancing (Dancing)
Dancing (Dancing)
Your body and mine filling the void
Rising and falling (Rising and falling)
Dancing (Dancing)
Dancing (Dancing)
That fire inside me is driving me crazy
It's filling me up

With your physics and your chemistry, as well as your anatomy
The beer and the tequila and your mouth with mine
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
With this melody, your color, your fantasy
With your philosophy, my head is empty
And I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)
I can't take it anymore (I can't take it anymore)

I want to be with you, live with you
Dance with you, have a crazy night with you (A crazy night)
Ay, to kiss your mouth (And kiss your mouth)
I want to be with you, live with you
Dance with you, have a crazy night with you
On a tremendous note

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Dancing, my love)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Dancing, my love)
Oh-oh-oh, oh (The pain goes away)
Oh-oh-oh-oh

“Bailando” is a 2014 single by Enrique Iglesias originally written by Cuban musicians Descemer Bueno and the popular reggaeton act Gente De Zona in 2013. For the Spanglish version of the song, Sean Paul tacks on a couple verses.

Enrique Iglesias - Lloro Por Ti - Remix ft. Wisin & Yandel (I Cry For You)

Lloro por ti

"Desde aquel momento,
quisiera detener el tiempo,
la peor decisión de mi vida fue decirte adiós"

Lloro por ti
(Wisin)
"¿Donde estas?"
W!
Yandel!
Enrique Iglesias!

Te busque en el infinito (Sigo perdido...)
Y en las huellas de tus labios
En uno de tus cigarrillos (Estoy loco por ti...)
Esperando hasta el cansancio
Y tu me has hechado al olvido (Estoy desesperado...)
Y la suerte se me escapa en un suspiro
Y tu te me vas de las manos
Y la vida se me rompe en mil pedazos
Y yo... (Yandel!)
Lloro por ti

Soñando que lo nuestro tiene algun remedio
Lloro por ti
Es que no hay forma de olvidarme de tus besos
Lloro por ti
Por que no dejo de pensar cuanto te quiero

Loro por ti.....oohh

"Quiero ser sincero"
Y llevo en ti pensando todo el día,
deja ya la rebeldía,
llora que llora y la cama sigue vacía,
tu eres mi alegria,
vivo en la agonia,
por ti yo vivia sin ti yo nada sería,
detente, habla conmigo un poco,
que me vuelvo yo loco, loco,
porque ya no tengo tu piel,
contigo fui fiel,
"y ahora vivo con el problema de tenerte tan lejos"

Y tu has llenado el vacio
Un rincon donde tu boca fue mi alivio
Y tu te me vas de las manos (Viviendo de recuerdos...)
Y la vida se me rompe en mil pedazos
Y yo... (Hey!)
Lloro por ti (Yandel!)

No puedo seguir,
despertando aqui,
en este cuarto solo,
si no te tengo lloro,
no puedo seguir,
despertando aqui,
en este cuarto solo,
si no te tengo lloro...

Y es que no encuentro una salida,
ni la forma de curar estas heridas,
y yo,
lloro por ti...(Hey!)

Soñando que lo nuestro tiene algun remedio,
lloro por ti...
Y es que no hay forma de olvidarme de tus besos,
lloro por ti...
Es que no dejo de pensar cuanto te quiero,
lloro por ti...
Lloro por ti...

El dúo dinámico!
Enrique Iglesias!
Victor el Nazi!
Nesty!
Sencillo!
El profesor Gomez!
W!
Yandel!

No puedo seguir,
despertando aqui,
en este cuarto solo,
si no te tengo lloro,
no puedo seguir,
despertando aqui,
en este cuarto solo,
si no te tengo lloro...
Yo..
lloro por ti...

From that moment on, I wanted to stop time.

The worst decision of my life was saying goodbye to you.

I cry for you
(Wisin)
"Where are you?"
W!
Yandel!
Enrique Iglesias!


I searched for you in infinity (I'm still lost...)
And in the traces of your lips
In one of your cigarettes (I'm crazy about you...)
Waiting until I'm exhausted
And you've forgotten me (I'm desperate...)
And luck slips away in a breath
And you slip through my fingers
And my life shatters into a thousand pieces
And I... (Yandel!)
Cry for you


Dreaming that something is right between us
I cry for you
There's no way I can forget your kisses
I cry for you
Because I can't stop thinking about how much I love you

I cry for you...oohh


"I want to be honest"
And I've been thinking about you all day,
Stop the rebellion,
Cry and cry and the bed is still empty,
You are my joy,
I live in agony,
For you I lived without you I would be nothing,
Stop, talk to me a little,
I'm going crazy, crazy,
Because I no longer have your skin,
I was faithful to you,
"And now I live with the problem of having you so far away"


And you've filled the void
A corner where your mouth was my relief
And you slip away from me (Living on memories...)
And my life breaks into a thousand pieces
And I... (Hey!)
I cry for you (Yandel!)

I can't go on,
waking up here,
in this room alone,
if I don't have you, I'll cry,
I can't go on,
waking up here,
in this room alone,
if I don't have you, I'll cry...

And I can't find a way out,
nor a way to heal these wounds,
and I,
I cry for you... (Hey!)

Dreaming that something has been done between us,
I cry for you...
And there's no way to forget your kisses,
I cry for you...
I can't stop thinking about how much I love you,
I cry for you...
I cry for you...

The dynamic duo!
Enrique Iglesias!
Victor the Nazi!
Nesty!
Simple!
Professor Gomez!
W!
Yandel!

I can't keep waking up here,
in this room alone,

If I don't have you, I'll cry.
I can't go on,
waking up here,
in this room alone.
If I don't have you, I'll cry...
I...
I cry for you...

Enrique Iglesias - Bailando (English Version) ft. Sean Paul, Descemer Bueno, Gente De Zona (Lyrics)

Dancing

Bless them an' there ain't no stressin'
And this one is straight for di girl them
Enrique Iglesias 'longside Gente de Zona (Descemer)
Get di girl dem inna di zone
Gi dem di Big Bone
Chanderpaul, a mi deh yah, weh wi tell 'em 'pon di throne
Lockin' it just like that
Di girl dem deh move 'pon track
Chanderpaul, a mi deh yah
Enrique, sing fi dem, dweet

You look at me and, girl, you take me to another place (Becah me need it, baby girl)
Got me feelin' like I'm flyin', like I'm out of space (Heart beat)
Something 'bout your body says, "Come and take me" (Becah me need it, baby girl)
Got me begging, got me hoping that the night don't stop (Rock dat body 'cah wi don't stop party)

Bailando (Bailando)
Bailando (Bailando)
Tu cuerpo y el mío llenando el vacío, subiendo y bajando (Subiendo y bajando, bidi, bang-bang-bang)
Bailando (Bailando)
Bailando (Bailando)
Ese fuego por dentro me 'tá enloqueciendo, me va saturando (Bidi, bang-bang-bang)

Girl, I like the way you move, come and show me what to do
You can tell me that you want me, girl, you got nothing to lose
I can't wait no more (Ya no puedo má')
I can't wait no more (Ya no puedo má', see it)
She ah go love how mi ah set it
Cah yuh know seh mi nah pet it
Mi ah tell har nuh fi fret it
Any time when mi get it
It's gonna be alright, we taking it full flight
We doing this all night
Baby girl (Bidi, bang)

I wanna be contigo
And live contigo, and dance contigo
Gotta have contigo una noche loca (Una noche loca)
Ay, besar tu boca (Y besar tu boca)
I wanna be contigo (Zeen)
And live contigo, and dance contigo
Gotta have contigo una noche loca (With you, girl)
Con tremenda nota

Oh-oh-oh-oh, ba-baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, stay with me, girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, play with me, girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ba-baby girl

I look at you and it feels like paradise (Estoy en otra dimensión)
You got me spinning, got me crazy, got me hypnotized (Tus latidos aceleran a mi corazón, heart beat)
I need your love, I need you closer (Because me need it, baby girl)
Keep me begging, keep me hoping that the night don't stop (Rock that body cah wi don't stop party, girl)

Bailando (Bailando)
Bailando (Bailando)
Tu cuerpo y el mío llenando el vacío, subiendo y bajando (Subiendo y bajando, bidi, bang-bang-bang)
Bailando (Bailando)
Bailando (Bailando)
Ese fuego por dentro me 'tá enloqueciendo, me va saturando

Girl, I like the way you move, come and show me what to do
You can tell me that you want me, girl, you got nothing to lose
I can't wait no more (Ya no puedo má')
I can't wait no more (Ya no puedo má', bidi, bang-bang-bang)
She ah go love how mi ah set it
Cah yuh know seh mi nah pet it
Mi ah tell har nuh fi fret it
Any time when mi get it
It's gonna be alright, we taking it full flight
We doing this all night
Baby girl (Bidi, bang)

I wanna be contigo
And live contigo, and dance contigo
Gotta have contigo una noche loca (Una noche loca)
Ay, besar tu boca (Y besar tu boca)
I wanna be contigo
And live contigo, and dance contigo (See it)
Gotta have contigo una noche loca
Con tremenda nota

Baby girl, yuh a di bomb, bomb, di top, top, killin' it wid di one drop
The way yuh move, girl, mek mi heart beat waan stop
Tick-a-tick-a-tock, never gonna stop, girl
Make me eye burn when yuh twist it and turn
Energy yuh give mi, gyal, a you run di world
Sexy body shape and yuh full of body curves
Mek mi body tense, yuh ah rise up me nerve
Long time me a look at you, you fi listen my word
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ba-baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, stay with me, girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, play with me, girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ba-baby girl

Baby Hold On - Enrique Iglesias | Lyrics

She Bought A Ticket To Nowhere
And She Told Me That She's Sick Of This Life
She Said Don't Worry, It's Alright
Cause She Doesn't Wanna See Me Cry

Oh I Wish That She Could See
How Beautiful She Is To Me oh yeah

Baby Baby Hold On, Oh Please Don't Let Go
Baby Baby Be Strong, So Much You Don't Know
Life Is Crazy Sometimes, I Know It's Not Easy
But Baby Baby Hold On

I Wiped The Tears From Her Face
She's Forgotten How Her Smile Used To Feel
She Holds My Hand And She Whispers
Tell Me Why You Love A Loser Like Me

I Wish That She Could See
How Beautiful She Is To Me
Oh yeah

Baby Baby Hold On, Oh Please Don't Let Go
Baby Baby Be Strong, So Much You Don't Know
Life Is Crazy Sometimes, I Know It's Not Easy
But Baby Baby Hold On
Baby Baby Hold On, Ooh Baby Hold On
Oh Baby Baby Hold On, Oh Yeah

I Wish That You Could See
How Beautiful You Are To Me

Baby Baby Hold On, Oh Please Don't Let Go
Baby Baby Be Strong, So Much You Don't Know
Life Is Crazy Sometimes, I Know It's Not Easy
I Know It's Not Easy But Baby Baby Hold On
Baby Baby Hold On, Baby Baby Hold On

Enrique Iglesias - Susurros Entre Nosotros | Una Canción Que Te Hará Sentir Cada Silencio

Whispers Between Us | A Song That Will Make You Feel Every Silence

no tienes que hablar, ya te siento aquí

en cada suspiro, en cada latir

tus ojos me cuentan lo que callas tú

como un trueno envuelto en quietud

el aire entre los dos brilló

con cada mirada fluyo el calor, son los susurros entre nosotros

donde vive la verdad sin palabras sin ruido

solo pura realidad como fuego en la piel, como un roce sin final

nuestros corazones se buscan en paz, son los susurros entre nosotros

sé de tus miedos, tú sabes de mí

caminamos en hilos de frágil sentir, un soplo más y caemos sin reler

el silencio grita lo que es más que palabras

más que fe, son los susurros entre nosotros

donde vive la verdad sin palabras sin ruido

solo pura realidad como fuego en la piel, como un roce sin final

nuestros corazones se buscan en paz, son los susurros entre nosotros

aún en la sombra siento tu luz, en la quietud estás tú

no hay que hablar solo sentir, en el silencio vuelvo a ti

son los susurros entre nosotros que no saben mentir

tu silencio me abraza hasta el fin, como fuego en la piel

como un amor tan sutil

bailamos en lo que no se puede decir

son los susurros, son los susurros entre nosotros

You don't have to speak, I already feel you here. In every breath, in every heartbeat. Your eyes tell me what you keep silent. Like thunder wrapped in stillness. The air between us shone. With every glance, warmth flowed. These are the whispers between us. Where truth lives, without words, without noise. Only pure reality, like fire on the skin, like a touch without end. Our hearts seek each other in peace. These are the whispers between us. I know your fears, you know me. We walk on threads of fragile feeling. One more breath and we fall without a second thought. The silence screams what is more than words. More than faith, these are the whispers between us. Where truth lives, without words, without noise. Only pure reality, like fire on the skin, like a touch without end. Our hearts seek each other in peace. These are the whispers between us. Even in the shadows, I feel your light. In the stillness, you are. We don't have to talk alone. Feel, in the silence I return to you They are the whispers between us that cannot lie Your silence embraces me until the end, like fire on my skin Like a love so subtle We dance in what cannot be said They are the whispers, they are the whispers between us

Enrique Iglesias - Addicted

Have I told you how good, it feels to be me
When I'm in you?
I can only stay clean when you are around
Don't let me fall, oh no
If I close my eyes forever
Would it ease the pain? Could I breathe again?

Maybe I'm addicted, I'm out of control
But you're the drug that keeps me from dying
Maybe I'm a liar, but all I really know
Is you're the only reason I'm tryin'

I'm wasted away, I've made a million mistakes
Am I too late? Ooh yea
There's a storm in my head, and it rains on my bed
When you're not here
I'm not afraid of dyin'
But I'm afraid of losing you

Maybe I'm addicted, I'm out of control
But you're the drug that keeps me from dying
Maybe I'm a liar, but all I really know
Is you're the only reason I'm tryin'

When you're lyin' next to me, love is flowin' through to me
Oh, it's beautiful, Ooh yeah
Everything is clear to me, 'til I hit reality
And I lose it all, I lose it all
I lose it all (I lose it all)

Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Baby, I'm addicted, oh, I'm tryin', tryin', tryin'
Maybe I'm addicted, don't wanna lose it all
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Maybe I'm a liar, but all I really know
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Is you're the only reason I'm tryin'
(I'm tryin', I'm tryin')

(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Yeah, you know I'm addicted
Yeah, you know I'm addicted
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Yeah, you know I'm addicted
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)

We bought the same ticket to NOWHERE

Flying on the same plane

And this is where we are, we’ve flown this far

LOVE REVOLUTION NOW! I’m revolving … I have a rebellion cause of black & white, seduced by red … like I’m a hitman.

And what did you XXXpect from this milkman crybaby? Though I smile & laugh an awful lot, it’s raining raining under my umbrella, ella ella, eh eh, under my umbrella … ella ella, eh eh, sticking me to the end …

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