Subete baila como me gusta
Bajalo baile como me gusta

(la noche es para bailar)
x4

Rompe, mami wana dance so i hit her with the

choke, ask if i want chance for romance i say
okay, ask me if the party gon stop and i said

no way, no way, olay en la

fiesta, we can do what eva que mi casa es su
casa, shake it fa me baby que menea a tu

chapa, chapa menea tu chapa pa
estamos cocinando con la grasa

hook

Papi, i know that you likin what i'm doin how you
watch me, revin up el moto and i shake it like its

high speed, y hace frio when you sip it como icee
speed it up slow it down, nicely

wepa, wepa, yo ando loca en the fiesta
estamos cruzando la jeepeta, peta
and when i hit em with the choke choke
to la gente rompa

(Mix break)

Hook

Give it up for the little ones, their sunshine smile Their head so wild and free Give it up for the moonlight, the cold cold nights The stars shine down on me The beauty in the sun, the shimmer of the rain The swaying of the trees, with every cold embrace But something's going on, things have got to change We can't erase the writing on the page All we got to do is (stand up) Oh, can't you hear it (stand up) All we got to do is (stand up) Oh can't you see All we got to do is stand up together, stand up together In peace, in love, in light People we need one another, believe in each other One world, one love, one light Oh, yeah yeah... Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, and only one life Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, ooh ooh ooh Everybody (stand up) Can't you hear me (stand up) Oh, can't you see (stand up) All we got to do is stand up together, stand up together In peace, in love, in light People we need one another, believe in each other One world, one love, one light Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, there's only one life Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, there's only one life

I know there's something on your mind I know the darkness in your eyes I want to pacify you, I want to step inside you I want to take this even higher We got a guilty kind of love, and no-one's going to change it We got a guilty kind of love, and nothing's gonna shake it Don't need to self-explain, don't need to hesitate We got a guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty love Ah...guilty, guilty love Help me to explain, let me entertain I'm a superman desire You're an angel, wings on fire I want to sacrifice you, I want to crucify I want your lust to take me higher We got a guilty kind of love, and nothing's going to change it We got a guilty kind of love, and nothing's gonna shake it We got a guilty kind of love, no I ain't complaining We got a guilty kind of love, yeah guilty, guilty love We got a guilty kind of love, and nothing's going to change it We got a guilty kind of love, and and I ain't complaining We got a guilty kind of love, and no-one's gonna shake it We got a guilty kind of love, we got a guilty, guilty love

Mira
Que si sonríes brilla más cada mañana
Que por las noches cuando me acuesto en mi cama
Brilla el sol
Mira
Que si despierto con frío en la madrugada
Recuerdo el calor de tu sonrisa en mi almohada
Brilla el sol
Cuando
Cuando te miro
Brilla el sol cuando me siento caer
Brilla el sol
Pero amanezco en tu piel
Brilla el sol
Te miro
Respiro
Mira
Que es tu sonrisa lo que más quiero en el mundo
Que si sonríes
Siento un palpitar profundo
Brilla el sol
Cuando
Cuando te miro
Brilla el sol cuando me siento caer
Brilla el sol
Pero amanezco en tu piel
Brilla el sol de noche
Tarde, madrugada
Brilla el sol
Brilla el sol
Brilla el sol
Brilla el sol
Recuerdo el calor de tu sonrisa en mi almohada

Me vi corriendo tras de ti

Queriendo revivir
Viejos instantes

Lloré, nunca lo imaginé

Ya que también logré

Maltratarte

Sufro este vacío

Cuesta tanto reponer

Las fuerzas pa’ ponerse

De nuevo en pie otra vez

Cuánto tiempo pasa

Buscando el cómo del porqué

Yo aspiro a solo un poco

De cielo en su desdén

Y corro tan rápido

La alcanzo muy lentamente

Lágrimas en su rostro

Mis ojos sufren

Y más despacio

La abrazo tan fuerte

Oh, no

Mis ojos sufren

(Agua)

Sufro este vacío

Cuesta tanto comprender

Las fuerzas van y vuelven

Caballo en pie otra vez

Cuanto te lo pasas

Buscando el como del porqué

Aspiro a solo un poco

De cielo en su desdén

Y corro tan rápido

La alcanzo muy lentamente

Lágrimas en su rostro

Mis ojos sufren

Y más despacio

Con el alma más fuerte

Lágrimas en su rostro

Mis ojos sufren

ItalianoMio povero amico come stai?

cosa sta succedendo? (cosa sta succedendo?)

vedo che sei sempre giù di forma,

mi sembri molto triste,

e poi non ridi mai.

Dimmi che cosa c'è di sbagliato

non ti riconosco più (non ti riconosco più)

Bisogna che lo dica a tua madre

che sei un po’ palliduccio,

e che non mangi più.

Mio Pippo,

mio Peppe,

Peppino,
non ti preoccupar,

Aspetta,
con calma,

sicuro,
che tua moglie tornerà

andiamo vieni, vieni, vieni con me

fuori fuori, non ti preoccupar,

tua moglie tornerà!

Ora va a rasarti quella barba,

e fa una bella doccia, (e fa una bella doccia,)

scegliei una camicia ben pulita,

pulita e ben stirata,

e il tuo capello nero

Ti porterò in un buon ristorante

a mangiare un po’ di pasta (a mangiar' un po’ di pasta)
Vedremo tutte le belle ragazze,

passando per la strada

che mostrano le gambe.

Mio Pippo,

mio Peppe,

Peppino,
non ti preoccupar,

Aspetta,
con calma,

sicuro,
che tua moglie tornerà

andiamo vieni, vieni, vieni con me

fuori fuori, non ti preoccupar,

tua moglie tornerà!

Français

Mon pauvre ami comment vas-tu
?
Qu’est-ce qui t’arrive
?
Je vois que tu es de moins en moins en forme,
Tu as l’air très triste,
Et tu ne ris jamais.
Dis-moi ce qui ne va pas
Je ne te reconnais plus
Il faut le dire à ta mère
Que tu es un peu trop pâle,
Et que tu ne manges plus.

Mon Pippo,
Mon Peppe,
Peppino,
Ne t’en fais pas
Attends,
Calmement,
C’est sûr,
Ta femme reviendra
Allez, viens, viens, viens avec moi
Sortons, ne t’inquiète pas
Ta femme reviendra

Allez, va raser cette barbe,
Et prends-toi une bonne douche
Choisis une belle chemise propre,
Propre et bien repassée,
Et ton chapeau noir
Je t’emmène dans un bon restaurant
Manger des pâtes
Nous regarderons toutes les jolies filles
Qui se baladent dans la rue
En montrant leurs jambes

English

My poor friend how are you doing?
What happened to you?
I see that you are less and less on form
You look sad and you never laugh
Tell me what’s up
I don’t recognize you anymore
Your mother should be told
That you’re a bit too pale
And you’re not eating anymore

My Pippo,
My Peppe,
Peppino,
Don’t worry
Wait,
Be calm
Your wife will come back

For sure
Come on, come with me
Let’s go out
Don’t worry
Your wife will come back

Come on, go and shave off this beard
Take a good shower
Pick out a nice clean shirt
Clean and well-ironed
And your black hat
And I take you to a good restaurant
We’ll eat pasta
And watch the pretty girls
Go by in the street
Showing off their legs.