Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bailaores , by - Ojos De Brujo. Release date: 22.12.2010
Song language: Spanish
Bailaores(original) |
| Bailadores, bailadoras |
| Yo quiero que ahora bailen con esta rica rumbita |
| Tiene salsa, y no pica |
| Solo tienes que bailarla para gozar mi rumbita |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| Bailaores, bailaoras |
| Las que sudan en la pista |
| Las que gozan con mi rumba y la bailan con buen compás |
| A tí, a tí, a tí |
| Que rompes los zapatos cuando oyes la rumba |
| Ay! |
| a tí, pa tí, pa tí |
| Toma! |
| con los Amaya a gozar |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| Porque tú lo vales rumbero… |
| Latiendo están corazones de rumberos y rumberas |
| La timba sigue aunque suba la portera |
| Que desalojen o que venga la madera |
| Belleza sobra y hay que celebrar más |
| Toca las palmas cuando suene esta guitarra |
| Ventiladores suenan por toas las ventanas |
| Revolucionan en el metro, en la casa |
| En el patio del colegio y en la barra del «Bass» |
| Sobrevolando el barrio peleando rumba |
| Este es el ritmo callejero que te tumba rumbero |
| Porque tú lo vales rumbero! |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| Como mi ritmo no hay dos |
| (translation) |
| dancers, dancers |
| I want you to dance now with this delicious rumba |
| It has sauce, and it doesn't itch |
| You just have to dance it to enjoy my rumba |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |
| Dancers, dancers |
| Those who sweat on the track |
| Those who enjoy my rumba and dance it with good rhythm |
| To you, to you, to you |
| That you break your shoes when you hear the rumba |
| Oh! |
| to you, to you, to you |
| Taking! |
| with the Amaya to enjoy |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |
| Because you're worth it rumbero... |
| Beating are the hearts of rumberos and rumberas |
| The timba continues even if the goalkeeper goes up |
| That they evict or that the wood comes |
| There is plenty of beauty and we have to celebrate more |
| Clap your hands when this guitar sounds |
| Fans sound through all the windows |
| They revolutionize in the subway, in the house |
| In the schoolyard and at the «Bass» bar |
| Flying over the neighborhood fighting rumba |
| This is the street rhythm that knocks you down rumbero |
| Because you are worth it rumbero! |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |
| Like my rhythm there are not two |