Llovera, gotas mínimas
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya
Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento
English Translation:
Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea
No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and
Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes
No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya
Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento
English Translation:
Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea
No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and
Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes
No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance
I've waited a hundred years
And I'd wait a million zaidi for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how wewe smile when wewe blush
au how wewe curl your lip when wewe concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your upendo is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who wewe are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw wewe well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees
And I'd wait a million zaidi for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how wewe smile when wewe blush
au how wewe curl your lip when wewe concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your upendo is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who wewe are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw wewe well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees
Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his kisu and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing inayofuata of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his Marafiki was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his Marafiki was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his kisu and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing inayofuata of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his Marafiki was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his Marafiki was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low