La Bicha
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
Que por delante y detrás soy un animal
No una musa celestial
Y a mi salvaje me gusta sacar a pasear
A subirse por los pinos a jugar
Con la rueda de los molinos
Yo monté en mi columpio de cuerdas
Y liarme alguna que otra juerga
Bajo las estrellas
En el mar y en el campo
Y que el Sol nos descubra bailando
Y el viento que nos refresca to' el mambo
Mis pies, descalzos en el fango chapotean
Se balancean, mírame bien
Soy una princesa, guerrera, campera
Oceánica, volcánica, eléctrica
Y mu' suavecita
Que cuando quiero soy una gatita
Y ronroneo
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
A ver, tontones
Que cuando quiero llevo pantalones
Pero más me gusta la faldita
Pa' que me metas la manita por debajo
Y me arranques to' lo arrancable
Métete dentro de mí que quiero sentir
Si es verdad to'a tu verborrea
Saca la correa y átamela bien a la muñeca
A ver si es verdad que me revuelves las pecas
Ven a juntar tu tierra con la mía
Y a montar alguna algarabía
Verte fuerte, chucho
Que si lo haces bien te regalo un cucurucho
Y te achucho
Con mis piernas, con mi pelo, con mi lengua
Lenguaje el que tú y yo vamos a inventar
No me interesa que alguien lo quiera escuchar
Que es un lenguaje físico, carnal y brutal
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
No, no, no subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
Frente a frente, ponte delante de mi
Provócame pa' que te embista
Pide pistas, no me vistas
Que yo te pico como una avispa
Avispada soy cuando quiero
Cuando quiero, soy un mortero
Y machaco con mis ojos a los impertinentes
De miradas hirientes
Que no me importa lo que piense la gente
Que no me importa lo que piense la gente
Que no me importa lo que piense la gente
Así que no subestimen a esta bicha
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
No, no, no subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
Anda, quítame la envoltura
Y ya verás, ya verás
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha en la cintura
No subestimes a esta bicha
Aunque tenga poca chicha
No es traidor él que avisa
The Vixen
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
That in front and behind I am an animal
Not a celestial muse
And I like to take my wild side for a walk
To climb up the pines to play
With the wheel of the windmills
I rode on my rope swing
And get into some revelry
Under the stars
In the sea and in the field
And let the Sun discover us dancing
And the wind that refreshes us all the mess
My bare feet splashing in the mud
Swinging, look at me well
I am a princess, warrior, country girl
Oceanic, volcanic, electric
And very soft
That when I want I am a kitten
And I purr
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
Let's see, silly ones
That when I want I wear pants
But I prefer the little skirt
So you can put your hand underneath
And tear off everything that's tearable
Get inside me, I want to feel
If your whole talk is true
Take out the leash and tie it well to the wrist
Let's see if it's true that you stir up my freckles
Come together your land with mine
And stir up some commotion
See you strong, buddy
If you do it right, I'll give you an ice cream cone
And I'll cuddle you
With my legs, with my hair, with my tongue
The language that you and I are going to invent
I don't care if anyone wants to hear it
It's a physical, carnal, and brutal language
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
No, no, do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
Face to face, stand in front of me
Provoke me so I can charge at you
Ask for clues, don't dress me up
I'll sting you like a wasp
I'm sharp when I want to be
When I want to, I'm a mortar
And I crush with my eyes the impertinent
With hurtful glances
I don't care what people think
I don't care what people think
I don't care what people think
So do not underestimate this vixen
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
No, no, do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Come on, take off the wrapping
And you'll see, you'll see
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat on her waist
Do not underestimate this vixen
Even if she has little meat
He who warns is not a traitor