Idioma Origen:
GROWING UP ON CINNAMON STREET.
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK THERE
ARE LOTS OF PEOPLE TO MEET,
IT´S SEVEN O´CLOCK, THE BREAKFAST TREAT.
NOW THE SCHOOLBUS IS HERE
HURRY UP AND GRAB A SEAT.
ALL THE DREAMS ARE TINY ONES
ANOTHER WEEK HAS JUST BEGUN
ON CINNAMON STREET.
THERE WAS A GIRL ON CINNAMON STREET
THE SAME AGE AS ME,
WE SHARED THE CURIOSITY.
I WON HER HEART CAUSE
I COULD PLAY THE GUITAR.
SHE PROMISED ME HEAVEN AT ONCE
AND LATER ALL THE STARS.
BUT IT ALL REMAINED THE SAME COS
THINGS CAN NEVER CHANGE ON CINNAMON STREET.
I CAN HEAR MY HEARTBEAT
THE VERY FIRST TIME WE MADE LOVE,
LIFE WAS A LAZY REST IN THE SUN.
LATER WE WENT DANCING
STAYING UP ALL NIGHT LONG
-PLAYING ALL OUR FAVOURITES SONGS,
CINNAMON STREET: OH OH NA NA NA NA NA
I SAY GOODBYE TO CINNAMON STREET.
SPRINGTIME IS HERE
AND THE AIR IS SO DRY AND WET.
I WALK IN A CLOUD,
THE SMELL OF CINNAMON BREAD,
IT´S IN MY BLOOD SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN
´TILL WAKE UP... DEAD.
AND THE SUN IS SMILY GENTLY,
A FUNNY SHADE OF RED,
CINNAMON STREET.
I STILL FEEL MY HEARTBEAT
THE VERY FIRST TIME WE MADE LOVE,
LIFE WAS A LAZY DAY IN THE SUN.
LATER WE WENT DANCING,
HANGING OUT ALL NIGHT LON
-SINGING ALL OUT FAVOURITES SONGS,
CINNAMON SONGS: OH OH NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Idioma Destino:
GROWING UP ON CINNAMON STREET.
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK THERE
ARE LOTS OF PEOPLE TO MEET,
IT´S SEVEN O´CLOCK, THE BREAKFAST TREAT.
NOW THE SCHOOLBUS IS HERE
HURRY UP AND GRAB A SEAT.
ALL THE DREAMS ARE TINY ONES
ANOTHER WEEK HAS JUST BEGUN
ON CINNAMON STREET.
THERE WAS A GIRL ON CINNAMON STREET
THE SAME AGE AS ME,
WE SHARED THE CURIOSITY.
I WON HER HEART CAUSE
I COULD PLAY THE GUITAR.
SHE PROMISED ME HEAVEN AT ONCE
AND LATER ALL THE STARS.
BUT IT ALL REMAINED THE SAME COS
THINGS CAN NEVER CHANGE ON CINNAMON STREET.
I CAN HEAR MY HEARTBEAT
THE VERY FIRST TIME WE MADE LOVE,
LIFE WAS A LAZY REST IN THE SUN.
LATER WE WENT DANCING
STAYING UP ALL NIGHT LONG
-PLAYING ALL OUR FAVOURITES SONGS,
CINNAMON STREET: OH OH NA NA NA NA NA
I SAY GOODBYE TO CINNAMON STREET.
SPRINGTIME IS HERE
AND THE AIR IS SO DRY AND WET.
I WALK IN A CLOUD,
THE SMELL OF CINNAMON BREAD,
IT´S IN MY BLOOD SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN
´TILL WAKE UP... DEAD.
AND THE SUN IS SMILY GENTLY,
A FUNNY SHADE OF RED,
CINNAMON STREET.
I STILL FEEL MY HEARTBEAT
THE VERY FIRST TIME WE MADE LOVE,
LIFE WAS A LAZY DAY IN THE SUN.
LATER WE WENT DANCING,
HANGING OUT ALL NIGHT LON
-SINGING ALL OUT FAVOURITES SONGS,
CINNAMON SONGS: OH OH NA NA NA NA NA NA NA