Romeo Santos — Fui a Jamaica song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fui a Jamaica" by Romeo Santos.
Lyrics
Fui a Jamaica para hacerte brujerías
Y tenerte en mis manos
Aunque sé que es pecado
Estoy desesperado
Le he rezado a todos los santos
Mi plegaria ha sido un fracaso
Prendo velas a diario
Y colecciono rosarios
Y un psíquico me dijo
Que hay un hombre que te tiene en sus brazos
Que mi amor llego tarde
Y ese fulano temprano
No me resigno, no acepto
Me siento incompleto
Si no te conquisto
No me cesan las ganas de hablarte probarte
Aunque sea un poquito
No descansaré hasta que seas mi enamorada
Y que en mi panorama se vea tu amor
Gostoso
Llora guitarra
Llora
I see ya’ll very
For the King
No me resigno, no acepto
Me siento incompleto
Si no te conquisto
No me cesan las ganas de hablarte
Probarte aunque sea un poquito
No descansaré hasta que seas mi enamorada
Y que en mi panorama se vea tu amor
Tu amor
Oye mami, es que tu amor me tiene
Loco.
Fui a Jamaica para hacerte brujerías
Y tenerte en mis manos
Y un cristiano me dijo
Que estoy equivocado
Que solo Dios tiene el poder
Y el decide con quien terminamos
Pero hablando sincero
Soy un desubicado
Lyrics translation
I went to Jamaica to do witchcraft for you.
And hold you in my hands
Though I know it's sin
I'm desperate
I have prayed to all the Saints
My prayer has been a failure
I light candles every day
And I collect rosaries
And a psychic told me
That there's a man holding you in his arms
That my love is late
And that guy early
I don't resign myself, I don't accept
I feel incomplete
If I don't win you over
I don't stop wanting to talk to you try you
Even a little bit
I will not rest until you are my lover
And may my panorama show your love
Yummy
Crying guitar
Cry
I see ya'll very
For the King
I don't resign myself, I don't accept
I feel incomplete
If I don't win you over
I can't stop wanting to talk to you.
Try yourself even a little bit
I will not rest until you are my lover
And may my panorama show your love
Your love
Hey, mommy, it's just that your love has me
Crazy.
I went to Jamaica to do witchcraft for you.
And hold you in my hands
And a Christian told me
That I'm wrong
That only God has the power
And he decides who we end up with
But frankly speaking
I'm a misplaced