Los hombres tienen la culpa

If I'm guilty,
It's for a fair reason,
If I surrender to love, darling,
Then blame me.

(Well, the blame is on me)

First it was Adam,
Showing weakness
For the love of his life,
Blind with love,
That woman led him to the forbidden fruit,
In complete nudity,
Innocent at the same time,
The insistent rib,
He saw the temptation
That simple bite cost him dearly.

It was when
The woman of my life
Started taking control,
Constantly in the struggle,
To see her pleased,
She, with her subtle way,
Shows gratitude,
And it's when full of love
You hand over the helm that steers your life.

Men Are to Blame,
Because they lose their minds,
I know we're to blame,
Temptation overcomes us,
Men are to blame
For this whole situation,
Then blame me
For surrendering to love.

And it's no coincidence
That our weakness
Is you from the outside,
And doesn't listen to advice
From anyone
Hurts whoever it hurts,
After feeling love, fire, and passion,
Control doesn't matter,
And in a love nest
It must be the warmth
Of a complete surrender.

And if you manage to make that woman
Love and understand you
Then who dares to seek
Fleeting caresses
Tell me, is guilt for a fair reason
If I surrender to love
Then
Blame me.

Men Are to Blame,
Because they lose their minds,
I know we're to blame,
Temptation overcomes us,
Men are to blame
For this whole situation,
Then blame me
For surrendering to love
Then blame me
For surrendering to love.

(Gilberto Santa Rosa)
Hey, man, there's no cock-a-doodle-doo that's worth it
When the cock-a-doodle-doo appears that makes your knees buckle
(Don Omar)
Master, when that one appears
There's no break for anyone.

If I'm guilty,
It's for a fair reason,
If I surrender to love, darling,
Then blame me.

Because I like love
And I like women
And love dominates me
I have no doubt about that.

If I'm guilty,
It's for a fair reason,
If I surrender to love, darling,
Then blame me.

And I let myself be carried away by a walk,
I don't let myself be carried away by a heart,
I let myself be carried away if I see her dancing,
Salsa with reggaeton.
(Ask Don)

You know, daddy,
That's the master Santa Rosa,
The cock-a-doodle-doos,
This isn't a lollipop for little kids,
This is for grown folks.

I told you that the cock-a-doodle-doos
Couldn't be complete without the don,
And the gentleman
(You know)
(Look at him)

Blame me,
I won't deny it.

Hey, when I see pretty eyes
My heart feels it, where, I feel where.

Blame me,
I won't deny it.

That I won't deny that I like to look
At a tight skirt,
In its lovely walk
That I won't deny.

Blame me,
I won't deny it.

But don't look any further
Because I'm the one to blame
(I won't deny it)

Because anyone falls in love,
Falls in love,
Falls in love.

Men are to blame
For this whole situation
Then blame me
For surrendering to love
Then blame me
For surrendering to love.