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Tell Him

Don Omar

Dile

Dile que bailando te conocí, cuéntale
Dile que esta noche me quieres ver, cuéntale
Cuéntale que beso mejor que él, cuéntale
Dile que esta noche tú me vas a ver, cuéntale

Cuéntale que te conocí bailando
Cuéntale que soy mejor que él
Cuéntale que te traigo loca
Cuéntale que no lo quieres ver

Cuéntale que te conocí bailando
Cuéntale que soy mejor que él
Cuéntale que te traigo loca
Cuéntale que no lo quieres ver

Que quizás fue la noche la que te traicionó
O el perfume de mi piel lo que te cautivó
Que ya no tienes excusas pa' tu traición
Que tuviste mil motivos, que entre en razón

Que quizás te hablo al oído como ya él no
O en mí arde el fuego de la pasión
Ya no le mientas más, y admite tu error
Y, si es por mí, no pidas perdón

Digo, queda de ti en que lo perdones
En que lo olvides o lo abandones
Porque con llorar no se compone
Entonces, a mí dame otra noche

Otra, otra noche, otra
Ay, que yo no te boté
Otra, otra noche, otra
Aunque tú vuelvas con él

Otra, otra noche, otra
Cuéntale, cuéntale
Otra, otra noche, otra
Que beso mejor que él

Otra, otra noche, otra
Cuéntale, cuéntale
Otra, otra noche, otra

Cuéntale que te conocí bailando
Cuéntale que soy mejor que él
Cuéntale que te traigo loca
Cuéntale que tú me quieres ver

Cuéntale que te conocí bailando
Cuéntale que soy mejor que él
Cuéntale que te traigo loca
Cuéntale que tú me quieres ver

Que quizás fue la noche la que te traicionó
O el perfume de mi piel lo que te cautivó
Que ya no tienes excusas pa' tu traición
Que tuviste mil motivos, que entre en razón

Que quizás te hablo al oído como ya él no
O en mí arde el fuego de la pasión
Ya no le mientas más y admite tu error
Y, si es por mí, no pidas perdón

Digo, queda de ti en que lo perdones
En que lo olvides o lo abandones
Porque con llorar no se compone
Entonces, a mí dame otra noche

Otra, otra noche, otra
Ay, que yo no te bote
Otra, otra noche, otra
Aunque tú vuelvas con él

Otra, otra noche, otra
Cuéntale, cuéntale
Otra, otra noche, otra
Que beso mejor que él

Otra, otra noche, otra
Cuéntale, cuéntale
Otra, otra noche, otra

Tell Him

Tell him that I met you dancing, tell him
Tell him that you want to see me tonight, tell him
Tell him that I kiss better than he does, tell him
Tell him that you're going to see me tonight, tell him

Tell him that I met you dancing
Tell him that I'm better than he is
Tell him I drive you crazy
Tell him that you don't want to see him

Tell him that I met you dancing
Tell him that I'm better than he is
Tell him I drive you crazy
Tell him that you don't want to see him

Was it perhaps the night itself that betrayed you
Or the scent of my skin that captivated you?
That you have no more excuses left for your betrayal
That you had a thousand reasons, tell him to face the facts

Was it perhaps that I whisper in your ear the way he no longer does
Or that the fire of passion burns within me?
Stop lying to him already, and admit your mistake
And, if it's up to me, don't ask for forgiveness

I mean, it's up to you whether you forgive him
Or whether you forget him or leave him behind
Because crying won't fix anything
So then, give me another night

Another, another night, one more
Oh, because I never tossed you aside
Another, another night, one more
Even if you go back to him

Another, another night, one more
Tell him, tell him
Another, another night, one more
That I kiss better than he does

Another, another night, one more
Tell him, tell him
Another, another night, one more

Tell him that I met you dancing
Tell him that I'm better than he is
Tell him I drive you crazy
Tell him that you want to see me

Tell him that I met you dancing
Tell him that I'm better than he is
Tell him I drive you crazy
Tell him that you want to see me

Was it perhaps the night itself that betrayed you
Or the scent of my skin that captivated you?
That you have no more excuses left for your betrayal
That you had a thousand reasons, tell him to face the facts

Was it perhaps that I whisper in your ear the way he no longer does
Or the fire of passion that burns inside me?
Stop lying to him already, and admit your mistake
And, if it's up to me, don't ask for forgiveness

I mean, it's up to you whether you forgive him
Or whether you forget him or leave him behind
Because crying won't fix anything
So then, give me another night

Another, another night, one more
Oh, because I never tossed you aside
Another, another night, one more
Even if you go back to him

Another, another night, one more
Tell him, tell him
Another, another night, one more
That I kiss better than he does

Another, another night, one more
Tell him, tell him
Another, another night, one more

Escrita por: Alvaro José Arroyo, William Omar Landron