Traduction: León Gieco. Ramos Manzanillo.
Bella che cosi fiera vai non lo rimpiangerai cogli la prima mela... Bella che cosi fiera vai non ti pentire mai cogli la prima mela... Danzala la vita
You know an apple a day Won't keep the doctor away Welcome to the cliches welcome to the part Where we wanna finish What we can't start Come and get
I?ll admit I?m full of shit That?s how I know I love you That?s how I know I trust you, You?re not sure if there?s a right or wrong But it feels like
I went down to the river To meet the widow She gave me an apple And it was red I slept in her black arms For a century She wanted nothing in return
When I was five I put on mama's high heel shoes And paint my face Dance across the living room At Ruby's place Where the music was always playing Girls
He lived by the apple orchard in this little orchard shack His real name was Jackson Taylor but I called him AppleJack Now old AppleJack was loved by
We were on this car trip, And I was looking at these rows and rows of trees all along the highway. I don't know what kind of trees, apples or something
Pourquoi pas qu'on s'assoit sous un pommier a pommes Bien assis, bien a soi, on attend qu'elles tombent Pourquoi pas qu'on boira de l'eau de la riviere
do, do, do do do, do do, do, do do do, do do, do do do do do Oh, when you call me weird names and make all kinds of weird faces when you drive me
Pomme aime les hommes Pomme est la fille fleur qui reve Pomme n'attend personne Pomme m'a dit du bout des levres Qu'elle t'aime encore Peu importe comment
