In my room a breath of air But the window is closed I have a strange sensation I don't know what's happening The room is getting darker and darker Should I be afraid I don't even have the strength to scream I see this woman's shadow forming at the top of the room And I hear the clap and mans speaking And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x2 We must not say her name But only to you would I say it This is the Bailarina llorona In my dreams she haunts me She repeats my name over and over I wake up breathless Hearing her lament her miserable life And the men who undress her with their eyes Deep down she's a poor woman With the life of a simple whore And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x2 Unfortunately the daughter of a poor fam She was deliver to herself Forced to find a job for survive And all that’s sadness is cause of the mans Who take her for their object And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x4
Bailarina llorona : In my room a breath of air But the window is closed I have a strange sensation I don't know what's happening The room is getting darker and darker Should I be afraid I don't even have the strength to scream I see this woman's shadow forming at the top of the room And I hear the clap and mans speaking And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x2 We must not say her name But only to you would I say it This is the Bailarina llorona In my dreams she haunts me She repeats my name over and over I wake up breathless Hearing her lament her miserable life And the men who undress her with their eyes Deep down she's a poor woman With the life of a simple whore And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x2 Unfortunately the daughter of a poor fam She was deliver to herself Forced to find a job for survive And all that’s sadness is cause of the mans Who take her for their object And that's when she starts spinning, spinning, spinning Till she cried She begins to turn and turn and turn Till she weeps x4
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This needs to get big brah, that bass/brass feels insane. Never heard that kinda of style before. Keep it up!
please keep making beats bro you're actually incredible
instant banger!
Such an artist ❤️
Mans does not miss, good shit bro
Assalomu aleykum from Uzbekistan.Great beats 🎉
Wow. 🔥🔥🔥
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Amazing like always! More of Latin/Spanish Type Beats please. Love it
Hmmm love the bass and Latin Guitar it gave it a very Alpha Vibe
In my room a breath of air
But the window is closed
I have a strange sensation
I don't know what's happening
The room is getting darker and darker
Should I be afraid
I don't even have the strength to scream
I see this woman's shadow forming at the top of the room
And I hear the clap and mans speaking
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x2
We must not say her name
But only to you would I say it
This is the Bailarina llorona
In my dreams she haunts me
She repeats my name over and over
I wake up breathless
Hearing her lament her miserable life
And the men who undress her with their eyes
Deep down she's a poor woman
With the life of a simple whore
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x2
Unfortunately the daughter of a poor fam
She was deliver to herself
Forced to find a job for survive
And all that’s sadness is cause of the mans
Who take her for their object
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x4
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Bailarina llorona :
In my room a breath of air
But the window is closed
I have a strange sensation
I don't know what's happening
The room is getting darker and darker
Should I be afraid
I don't even have the strength to scream
I see this woman's shadow forming at the top of the room
And I hear the clap and mans speaking
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x2
We must not say her name
But only to you would I say it
This is the Bailarina llorona
In my dreams she haunts me
She repeats my name over and over
I wake up breathless
Hearing her lament her miserable life
And the men who undress her with their eyes
Deep down she's a poor woman
With the life of a simple whore
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x2
Unfortunately the daughter of a poor fam
She was deliver to herself
Forced to find a job for survive
And all that’s sadness is cause of the mans
Who take her for their object
And that's when she starts
spinning, spinning, spinning
Till she cried
She begins to
turn and turn and turn
Till she weeps x4
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