Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dale ritmo, artist - Azucar Moreno. Album song Estimúlame, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 22.09.2014
Record label: Hispavox
Song language: Spanish
Dale ritmo(original) |
| Todo se mueve distinto |
| Al ver que tu vas llegando |
| La vida, la vida entra en compás |
| Y puede ir dejando atrás |
| La pena de irte esperando |
| Desata el ritmo que hay en mi piel |
| Ya ahora el tiempo no tiene prisa |
| Que mi cintura quiere abrazarse |
| Al nudo blanco de tu camisa |
| Y dale, dale |
| Y dale ritmo a mis caderas |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi altera |
| Y dale y dale ritmo a mis cadera |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi me altera |
| Todo cambia de color |
| Como si ahora el cantara |
| Me salva, me salva por que se acaba |
| El ser en mi pena esclava |
| El tiempo que no se para |
| Desata el ritmo que hay en mi piel |
| Ya ahora el tiempo no tiene prisa |
| Que mi cintura quiere abrazarse |
| Al nudo blanco de tu camisa |
| Y dale, dale |
| Y dale ritmo a mis caderas |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi altera |
| Y dale y dale ritmo a mis cadera |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi me altera |
| Desata el ritmo que hay en mi piel |
| Ya ahora el tiempo no tiene prisa |
| Que mi cintura quiere abrazarse |
| Al nudo blanco de tu camisa |
| Y dale, dale |
| Y dale ritmo a mis caderas |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi altera |
| Y dale y dale ritmo a mis cadera |
| Dale a la rumba que a mi me altera |
| (translation) |
| Everything moves differently |
| Seeing that you are arriving |
| Life, life enters in compass |
| And you can go leaving behind |
| The pity of leaving you waiting |
| Unleash the rhythm that is in my skin |
| Now time is not in a hurry |
| That my waist wants to hug |
| To the white knot of your shirt |
| And give it, give it |
| And give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that alters me |
| And give and give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that upsets me |
| everything changes color |
| As if now he sings |
| It saves me, it saves me because it's over |
| Being in my slave pain |
| The time that does not stop |
| Unleash the rhythm that is in my skin |
| Now time is not in a hurry |
| That my waist wants to hug |
| To the white knot of your shirt |
| And give it, give it |
| And give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that alters me |
| And give and give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that upsets me |
| Unleash the rhythm that is in my skin |
| Now time is not in a hurry |
| That my waist wants to hug |
| To the white knot of your shirt |
| And give it, give it |
| And give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that alters me |
| And give and give rhythm to my hips |
| Hit the rumba that upsets me |