Lyrics of Párate Y Mira - Los Pericos

Párate Y Mira (original)

Buena gente, especialmente las damas
Y a ver, a ver, a ver, a ver, a ver a ver, a ver…
Párate y Mira, mira como se mueve,
Mira como baila, mira como salta (BIS)
No se da cuenta, ella sigue su juego
Va para adelante, sigue con su meneo
Cuida su cuerpo, no le da respiro
Y escucha lo que digo y mira lo que digo
Y que me maten!
Y el cha cha cha va moviendo a la morocha,
Con ese ritmo se pone palpitante,
Esa morocha no es para principiantes
Quién más quisiera ser el mejor navegante,
Lleva bien puesto su vestido escotado,
Va caminando con su pelo ensortijado,
Se va moviendo como un gato enjaulado,
Pasa tranquilo, que va de lado a lado.
Y eran amores, esos amores
Y eran amores, que no te cansan
Y eran amores, esos amores
Y eran amores, que no descansan
Párate y Mira, mira como se mueve,
Mira como baila, mira como salta.
(BIS)
Como si nada consigue su juego
Siempre distante, siempre hacia adelante
Mueve tu cuerpo, no te des respiro
Que esa mujer se lo tiene merecido.
Y que me maten!
Y ella te pide que le digas la verdad,
Ella te pide que hable con sinceridad,
Que le diga muy cerca del oído,
Lo que tu quieras que tengas decidido,
Esa mujer no resulta si es perdida
Y si la pierdes, perdé también la vida
Mueve tu cuerpo, no le des respiro
Que esa mujer se lo tiene merecido.
Y eran amores, esos amores
Y eran amores, que no te cansan
Y eran amores, esos amores
Y eran amores, que no descansan.
Ella te pide que le digas la verdad,
Que le digas muy cerca del oÌdo,
Lo que tu quieras que tengas decidido,
Y si la pierdes, perdé también la vida
Mueve tu cuerpo, muévelo, muévelo.
Mueve tu cuerpo.
Y el cha cha cha va moviendo a la morocha… Ritmo!
Bien merecido, bien merecido
Bien merecido, super merecido
Y su amiga también…

(translation)

Good people, especially the ladies
And let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see...
Stand up and look, look how she moves,
Look how she dances, look how she jumps (BIS)
She doesn't realize, she follows her game
She goes forward, she continues with her wiggle
Take care of her body, she doesn't give her a break
And she hears what I say and watches what I say
And kill me!
And the cha cha cha is moving the brunette,
With that rhythm he gets throbbing,
That brunette is not for beginners
Who else would like to be the best sailor,
He wears his low-cut dress well,
He walks with his curly hair,
He moves like a caged cat
He passes quietly, he goes from side to side.
And they were loves, those loves
And they were loves, that don't tire you
And they were loves, those loves
And they were loves, that do not rest
Stand up and look, she looks how she moves,
Look how she dances, look how she jumps.
(BIS)
As if nothing gets its game
Always distant, always forward
Move your body, don't give yourself a break
That woman deserved it.
And kill me!
And she asks you to tell her the truth,
She asks you to speak truthfully,
Let her tell you very close to your ear,
What you want you to have decided,
That woman does not work if she is lost
And if you lose it, I also lost my life
Move your body, don't give it a break
That woman deserved it.
And they were loves, those loves
And they were loves, that don't tire you
And they were loves, those loves
And they were loves, that do not rest.
She asks you to tell her the truth,
That you tell her very close to her ear,
What you want you to have decided,
And if you lose it, I also lost my life
Move your body, move it, move it.
Move your body.
And the cha cha cha is moving the brunette… Rhythm!
Well deserved, well deserved
Well deserved, super deserved
And her friend of hers too...