Monica Molina — En Mi Cintura song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "En Mi Cintura" by Monica Molina.
Lyrics
Suena la cancion,
y a las caderas desaf? a,
un poco de agua fria por favor.
En el callejon,
la noche se viste de fiesta,
despierta de su siesta el bacilon.
Mirame
que te gustara saber,
que aunque ya no se regalen hoy,
este baile te lo doy,
Mirame,
estoy esperandote,
la musica suena para ti,
no la dejes de sentir.
Sigue el compas de este son,
las maracas y el tambor toma
el reclamo de mi mano y veras,
acercate un poco mas
y no pares de bailar
que en mi cintura tendrass cura el dolor.
Deja ya el reloj
que vas a desgastar las horas,
ya llegara la aurora con el sol,
sal de tu rincon
veras que todo es lumimnoso alrededor
si no hay esquina tras tu voz.
Mirame
que te gustara saber,
que aunque ya no se regalen hoy,
este baile te lo doy,
Mirame,
estoy esperandote,
la musica suena para ti,
no la dejes de sentir.
Sigue el compas de este son,
las maracas y el tambor toma
el reclamo de mi mano y veras,
acercate un poco mas
y no pares de bailar
que en mi cintura tendrass cura el dolor.
Mirame,
estoy esperandote,
la musica suena para ti no,
la dejes de sentir…
Lyrics translation
Play the song,
and the hips desaf? to,
some cold water, please.
In the alley,
the night dresses party,
wake up from your nap the bacillon.
Look at me.
that you'd like to know,
that even if they are no longer present today,
I'll give you this dance.,
Look at me.,
I'm waiting for you,
the music sounds to you,
don't stop feeling her.
Follow the compass of this are,
the maracas and the drum takes
the claim of my hand and you'll see,
come a little closer
and don't stop dancing
that in my waist tendrass cures the pain.
Leave the clock now
that you're going to wear out the hours,
Dawn will come with the sun,
get out of your corner
you will see that everything is bright around
if there's no corner behind your voice.
Look at me.
that you'd like to know,
that even if they are no longer present today,
I'll give you this dance.,
Look at me.,
I'm waiting for you,
the music sounds to you,
don't stop feeling her.
Follow the compass of this are,
the maracas and the drum takes
the claim of my hand and you'll see,
come a little closer
and don't stop dancing
that in my waist tendrass cures the pain.
Look at me.,
I'm waiting for you,
the music sounds to you not,
stop feeling it…