Lyrics of Bellas - Anthony "El Mayimbe" Santos, Romeo Santos

Bellas (original)

¡Ay mama!
Llevo tu Mayimbe otra vez
Una bachata
Color dorado, mami
Es el ser más especial, maravilloso
Tan sublime como el cielo misterioso
Dios le dio su bendición con la hermosura
Y ese don de hechizarnos con locura
No hay hombre que las resista
Si se dan a la conquista
De querernos atrapar
Hechas de una costillita
Siendo yo estaría dispuesto
A darles mi espina dorsal
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida
Caería a su merced
No deben juzgar a Adán
El pecado del placer
¿Quién no muerde una manzana
Por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie e' santo en el Jardín del Edén
Ay, ay-ay-ay, yeah
¡Ay, mami!
¡Ay, mami!
Pero qué tú te piensa', hijo mío
Ellas son como una joya prestigiosa
Si te aman, maestría religiosa
Las consiento y me gasto una fortuna
Si me piden una estrella o la luna
No hay hombre que las resista
Si se dan a la conquista
De querernos atrapar
Hechas de una costillita
Siendo yo estaría dispuesto
A darles mi espina dorsal
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida
Caería a su merced
No deben juzgar Adán
El pecado del placer
¿Quién no muerde una manzana
Por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie e' santo en el Jardín del Edén
(¡Ay!)
Arribita ese feeling
Maldito sentimiento
El Mayimbe
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida
Caería a su merced
No deben juzgar Adán
El pecado del placer
¿Quién no muerde una manzana
Por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie e' santo en el Jardín del Edén
Te quiero

(translation)

Ow mom!
I carry your Mayimbe again
a bachata
Color gold, mommy
It is the most special, wonderful being
As sublime as the mysterious sky
God gave his blessing of him with the beauty
And that gift of bewitching us with madness
There is no man who resists them
If they give themselves to conquest
Of wanting to catch us
Made from a rib
Being me I would be willing
To give them my backbone
They are so beautiful
It's not that he's a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit
I would fall at their mercy
They must not judge Adam
The sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite into an apple
For loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is holy in the Garden of Eden
Oh, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Oh mommy!
Oh mommy!
But what do you think ', my son
They are like a prestigious jewel
If they love you, religious mastery
I pamper them and spend a fortune
If they ask me for a star or the moon
There is no man who resists them
If they give themselves to conquest
Of wanting to catch us
Made from a rib
Being me I would be willing
To give them my backbone
They are so beautiful
It's not that I'm a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit
I would fall at their mercy
They must not judge Adam
The sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite into an apple
For loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is holy in the Garden of Eden
(Oh!)
Arribita that feeling
Damn feeling
The Mayimbe
They are so beautiful
It's not that I'm a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit
I would fall at their mercy
They must not judge Adam
The sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite into an apple
For loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is holy in the Garden of Eden
I love you