Bellas (part. Romeo Santos)
¡Ay mamá!
Llegó tu Mayimbee otra vez
Anthony Santos
Una bachata
Color dorado, mami
Es el ser más especial, maravilloso
Tan sublime como el cielo misterioso
Dios le dio su bendición con la hermosura
Y ese don de hechizarnos con locura
No hay hombre que las resista
Si se dan a la conquista, de querernos atrapar
Hechas de una costillita, siendo yo estaría dispuesto
Darles mi espina dorsal
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida caería a su merced
No deben juzgar a Adán el pecado del placer
¿Quien no muerde una manzana, por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie es santo en el jardín del Edén
Ay-ay-ay-ay
Yeah-yeah
Ay mami
Aay mami
Mmmm
¿Pero que usted piensa hijo mío?
Ellas son como una joya preciosa
Si te aman maestría religiosa
Las consiento y me gasto una fortuna
Si me piden una estrella bajo la luna
No hay hombre que las resista
Si se dan a la conquista, de querernos atrapar
Hechas de una costillita, siendo yo estaría dispuesto
Darles mi espina dorsal
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida caería a su merced
No deben juzgar a Adán el pecado del placer
¿Quien no muerde una manzana, por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie es santo en el jardín del Edén
Ayy
Repitan me ese feeling
Maldito sentimiento
Dele mayimbe
Pero que chulo, que chevere
Son tan bellas
No es que sea un hombre promiscuo
Pero deben de entender
Son tan bellas
Si fueran fruta prohibida caería a su merced
No deben juzgar a Adán el pecado del placer
¿Quien no muerde una manzana, por amar a una mujer?
Son tan bellas
Nadie es santo en el jardín del Edén
Anthony Santos
The King
Beautiful (feat. Romeo Santos)
Oh mama!
Here comes your Mayimbee again
Anthony Santos
A bachata
Golden color, mommy
She is the most special, wonderful being
As sublime as the mysterious sky
God blessed her with beauty
And the gift of enchanting us with madness
No man can resist them
If they set out to conquer, to try to catch us
Made from a little rib, I would be willing
To give them my backbone
They are so beautiful
I'm not a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit, I would fall at their mercy
They should not judge Adam, the sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite an apple, for loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is a saint in the Garden of Eden
Ay-ay-ay-ay
Yeah-yeah
Oh mommy
Oh mommy
Mmmm
But what do you think, my son?
They are like a precious jewel
If they love you, it's a religious mastery
I spoil them and spend a fortune
If they ask me for a star under the moon
No man can resist them
If they set out to conquer, to try to catch us
Made from a little rib, I would be willing
To give them my backbone
They are so beautiful
I'm not a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit, I would fall at their mercy
They should not judge Adam, the sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite an apple, for loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is a saint in the Garden of Eden
Ayy
Repeat that feeling to me
Damn feeling
Give it, Mayimbe
But how cool, how nice
They are so beautiful
I'm not a promiscuous man
But they must understand
They are so beautiful
If they were forbidden fruit, I would fall at their mercy
They should not judge Adam, the sin of pleasure
Who doesn't bite an apple, for loving a woman?
They are so beautiful
No one is a saint in the Garden of Eden
Anthony Santos
The King