Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mejor, artist - Menudo.
Date of issue: 21.07.2015
Song language: Spanish
Mejor(original) |
El ritmo que tiene tu falda |
Recorre mi espalda |
Y me obliga a gritar |
Que tienes las piernas bonita |
Oye chiquita te quiero parlear |
La cuerga que vive en tus ojos |
Produce destrozos tan solo guiñar |
Con su color tan clarito |
Reflejan chispitos que pueden matar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
El día que tú te decidas |
Y tomes medidas |
Y vengas aquí |
Me voy a plantar las espuelas |
Pues tus castañuelas |
Me pueden herir |
Tu voz y tu pelo son trozos |
Pequeños del cielo |
Que saben a miel |
Tu piel me emborracha de escarcha |
Me daes calofríos de extraño placer |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
Creo que me voy a enamoriscar |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
De esa forma te puede mirar |
(translation) |
The rhythm that your skirt has |
walk my back |
And it forces me to scream |
you have beautiful legs |
Hey little girl I want to talk to you |
The horn that lives in your eyes |
Produces destruction just wink |
With its color so light |
They reflect sparks that can kill |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |
The day you decide |
and take action |
and come here |
I'm going to plant my spurs |
well your castanets |
they can hurt me |
Your voice and your hair are pieces |
little ones from heaven |
that taste like honey |
Your skin makes me drunk with frost |
You give me chills of strange pleasure |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
I think I'm going to fall in love |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
That way he can look at you |