Pala Tute Lyrics

Caravan is coming
All guitars are strumming
Chief is sitting high
With gold across the chest
I'm just a little chavo
I don't even own the guitar
But, Mama, they got the girl
That I love the best
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
jas kana meres, meres pala late
Lela lela lela lela pala tute aааа-ааа-аааааy!

Caravan is coming
All guitars are strumming
And says old jitano:
"Boy, forget about the bling!
Here is guitara
For you, my little chavo
If you're slave to kissing
You gotta play this thing"
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
jas kana meres, meres pala late
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
jaааа-ааа-аааааy!
Ha-la-lu-ley! Mishto! ААА ААА Let's go! AAA AAA Heeey!

Caravan is leaving
And her breast is heaving
Lord, this kind of love
Can not be untrue
I'm a little chavo
But I learnt the one thing
Girls, they like the kissing
As much as we do
Lela lela lela lela pala tute,
I'm dying, dying, dying after you
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
Girls, they like the kissing
As much as we do
Lela lela lela бла-бла-юла (невнятно:)
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
jas kana meres, meres pala late
Lela lela lela lela pala tute
jaааа-ааа-аааааy!