Ricky Martin — La Mordidita song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Mordidita" by Ricky Martin.
Lyrics
Sono la campana y el fin de semana se deja ver
Vestido, de traje, lujuria salvaje bajo mi piel.
Si dios, puso la manzana fue para morder.
Ay dios, pequemo' abrazaditos hasta el amanecer.
Llego la fiesta, pa' tu boquita
toda la noche, todito el dia.
Vamo' a bañarnos en la orillita
que la marea esta picadita-ita-ita.
Una mordidita
de tu boquita.
Una mordidita
de tu boquita.
Tus labios, mis dientes,
bocado crujiente, rico pastel.
Fuego en tus pupilas, tu cuerpo destila tequila y miel.
Si dios, puso la manzana fue para morder.
Ay dios, pequemo' abrazaditos hasta el amanecer.
Llego la fiesta, pa' tu boquita
toda la noche, todito el dia.
Vamo' a bañarnos en la orillita
que la marea esta picadita-ita-ita.
Una mordidita
de tu boquita.
Una mordidita
de tu boquita.
Quiero pensar, que no eres real.
Me parece natural, letal, asi te pones a bailar.
No te pones freno cuando te pones a sudar.
Vamo' a lo low, para sentir tu flow.
Te mantiene en tension, sin bajar la presion.
Lyrics translation
Sono The Bell and the weekend is shown
Dressed, in a suit, wild lust under my skin.
Yes God, put the Apple was to bite.
Oh god, little hugs Till Dawn.
The party's coming, baby.
all night, all day.
Let's go take a bath on the shore
that the tide is mince-ita-ita.
A bite
from your little mouth.
A bite
from your little mouth.
Your lips, my teeth,
crunchy bite, rich pie.
Fire in your pupils, your body distills tequila and honey.
Yes God, put the Apple was to bite.
Oh god, little hugs Till Dawn.
The party's coming, baby.
all night, all day.
Let's go take a bath on the shore
that the tide is mince-ita-ita.
A bite
from your little mouth.
A bite
from your little mouth.
I want to think, you're not real.
It seems natural, lethal, that's how you dance.
You don't brake when you sweat.
Let's go low, to feel your flow.
It keeps you in tension, without lowering the pressure.