La Mujer Piropo

Hey, how beautiful you are!
You're a walking abuse, you're a disguised nymph
You're the best of my cravings, you're the model on my pillow
You're the poem of my nights, and the illusion of the one who looks at you
You're like a daughter of the Gods, I've searched for love, all my life
Oh, tell me who you are?
The flirty woman doesn't tell me her name even though she's laughing
Oh, tell me who you are?
The flirty woman who drives me crazy and keeps on smiling
She takes me by the hand and runs
And you're the flirty woman who drives me crazy and keeps on smiling
She takes me by the hand and runs
She's the most beautiful female being on this planet
She's like a Goddess, a perfect and complete woman
And you are (that's how she is!)
The flirty woman who drives me crazy and keeps on smiling
She takes me by the hand and runs
She has my heart broken
Just the thought of being able to caress her drives me crazy
She slowly enchants me
Wow!
She walks above the mambo!
She has a little something (huh!) that has me in love
She's like coffee; strong, hot, keeps me awake
She has a little something that has me in love
She has a sway huh!, that has me walking sideways
She has a little something that has me in love
She's stronger than the August sun,
What a problem I've gotten myself into
She has a little something that has me in love
Hah! I'm more stuck in than a car in a pothole in Marianao
She has a little something that has me in love
Walk it!
She has a little something that has me in love
She has a little something (waist!) that has me in love (go for it!)
Hit it there, she's into it!
She has a little something that has me in love
Hit it there, she likes it!
And if you look at me, I'll tell you things; and if you smile at me
I'll follow you to the moon (I'm knocking down!)
And if you look at me, I'll tell you things; and if you smile at me
I'll follow you to the moon (ah! I'm knocking down!)
And if you look at me, I'll tell you things; and if you smile at me (I'm behind!)
I'll follow you to the moon (baby!)
Yesterday I passed by your house, you threw a lemon at me
(I'll follow you to the moon)
The lemon hit me on the forehead and a poem came out
(And if you look at me... and if you smile at me)
I added the melody and it turned into a song
How beautiful things are when they come from the heart
And if you look at me (wow!), I'll tell you things; and if you smile at me
(Havana D' Primera, making it hot)
I'll follow you to the moon (Mayito, I told you!)
And if you look at me, I'll tell you things; and if you smile at me
I'll follow you to the moon