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To him

How.1For you my old man and for all the old men in the world hahahaha
 
Now I want to sing
To my father who is old
Long years of advice
He has known how to give me
His hands full of calluses
Reflect so much work
I feel that what I do is very little
With this humble tribute
 
Father, you have given me so much
That I must thank you
To honor your name
I want to see you happy
Man of so many fights
To give me education
And I feel in my heart
That I must give you thanks
 
The snow of experience
Your hair has painted
In your face I have noticed
happiness and pleasure
For overcoming
long-suffering poverty
today I feel very happy
to see my mother by your side
 
Blessing
 
Chorus:
For a man who works (of course)
So many years sunrise to sunset (it's true)
A tribute to his courage
is not paid in2a day (it's true)
And for those who don't understand
What we want to say
365 days are to make him happy
 
To him, ha ha ha
 
To him,
To the father, father, give me the blessing (to him)
If you hear a lament it is from my heart (to him)
That cries of happiness
That cries of happiness, dad
Hey father, I'm singing to you crying
 
To him, to the father, to your dad
To him, to the father, to your dad
 

• 1. I think he says 'vamos'(let's go)
• 2. just

Lady Madonna

Lady Madonna,
children at your feet
like a miracle, it's the month's end
that money
to pay the rent,
that heaven will send it, is your dream.
 
You arrived one cold Friday
and by Sunday you're giving away your warmth.
By Monday you're teaching the children
with plenty of love.
 
Lady Madonna,
you're getting the baby to sleep
and distribute the food just as well.
 
With plenty of love.
 
Lady Madonna,
you try to rest,
and hear inside of you a singing voice.
 
By Tuesday problems will not end,
by Wednesday the payment will not arrive,
by Thursday you'll mend your stockings.
Go back to dream.
 
Lady Madonna,
children at your feet,
like a miracle, it's the month's end.
 

Look At Her

Zone 7, Musucamba and Oscar D'Leon
Brother! How! Delicious!
 
My dark haired girl my dark haired girl
My dark haired girl, from Venezuela
How I love I love you beautiful girl
You are, lo, lo eh, lo eh
 
My dark haired girl my dark haired girl
My dark haired girl, from Venezuela
I love you I love you beautiful girl
You are lo, lo eh, lo eh
 
Chorus:
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
Yeah! It's a pleasure to meet you Oscar,
What's up, how's it going,
My name is Maner
I see that your daughter is dancing
I'm gonna tell you something
It's only a coincidence that I am alone
Though I hesitate at the dance
I know that I couldn't avoid it
I liked how her body was swaying
Dancing to the reggaeton, you know
No one can compare to her, and show knows it
It's what she wants,
I never said a word, yet she is looking at me
 
What do they say when they see her walk
They say 'A toast to the all women'
It demonstrates that they all love her
Please, no one will ever win her over
 
We are all the same
Maybe my dad as well
And how!
My heart belongs to only one
To her!
So everyone behave yourselves,
Because like me, you will never find
Another woman that can dance the mambo better
Because like me, you will never find
Another woman that can dance the Lembow better
Because like me, you will never find
Another woman that can dance the mambo better
Because like me, you will never find
Another woman that can dance the Lembow better
 
Chorus:
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her , look at her, look at her
Look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her , look at her, look at her
look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
Mm,
With your permission, it will be my pleasure.
Mister Oscar D' Leon, my name is Joker,
To dance the reggaeton with your daughter,
And how!
Do not be annoyed Don, I as well
I'm like fire, yet I walk on water,
I am in love with her, my my dark haired girl from the coast,
With musucamba, ay caramba,
I can assure you,
With me your daughter will never cry
 
She won't cry, she won't cry
When your daughter is with me she will never cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry
Don't cry, she will not cry
When your daughter is with me she will never cry
Oh never oh never she will never cry for her mama,
When your daughter is with me she will never cry
You will, you will never shed a tear,
When your daughter is with me, she will not cry
 
Yes, yes, yes, yes I ask for your permission
If I could marry her
For she is the daughter of the sonero
I want to marry her
For a present, a star
If she asks for the heavens, I will gladly lower them
 
Yes, yes, yes, yes I ask for your permission
If I could marry her
I will call you Daddy Yankee,
If I marry her,
For a present, a star
If she asks for the heavens, I will gladly lower them
 
My dark haired girl, my dark haired girl,
My dark haired girl, from Venezuela
How I love I love your beautiful daughter
You are, lo, lo eh, lo eh.
 
My dark haired girl, my dark haired girl
My dark haired girl, from Venezuela
How I love I love your beautiful girl
You are, lo,lo eh, lo eh.
 
Chorus:
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her, look at her, look at her,
Look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
Look at her, look at her, look at her
Nobody is going to touch her
Look at her, look at her, look at her,
Look at her, look at her
Because my girl is spoiled
 
From Venezuela to the world,
Zone 7, Masucamba, and Oscar D' Leon
Enjoy it, enjoy it, enjoy it,
And you, and you, and you,
Now, now! Zone 7 and the sonero of the world
In my area and in yours
 

Look how she shakes

Girl don't shake too much when you pass by
don't rock the cradle too much because the house is trembling
here everybody knows that you have a way of moving
that you're like that ship between the tides and the wind
 
You're a seagull that goes flying over the sea
you're a mermaid that sings to invite me to dream
the game of your hips, that body, your smile
your'e like the palms, disheveled by the breeze
 
I ask to the allmighty god for patience and calm
all your stuff is delicious, you'll end with my soul
my eyes are dancing to the beat of your waist
I trade you my good luck for a simple adventure
 
You're a seagull that goes flying over the sea
you're a mermaid that sings to invite me to dream
the game of your hips, that body, your smile
your'e like the palms, disheveled by the breeze
 
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
She looks like a seagull flying over the sea, I'd like to catch her.
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
Wasp waist, that one really stings.
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
I want to ask to the allmighty god to introduce her to me
 
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
Look how she moves, look how she walks
that brown-skinned woman controls me.
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
If you see how she passes by me,
she leaves me excited, she leaves me shocked.
(Look how she moves, look how she shakes)
Girl, don't shake too much. Look, that I can't take it anymore.
 
Her beautiful body, her smile, look, they have me fallen in love.
I left everything for her and I will do more.
If she loves me I'll have to marry her inmediately
because that remained pending, and I have to do it.
She moves like this, like this. She moves like this, like this.
She looks like a train, dancing she's a blender.
That black girl will kill me. That black girl, I don't know what will I do
with her, with her, with her, with her.
 

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