Pa' Mi Guerrera

for my mulatto, for my brunette, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I arrive pim pam pum I run to the trenches I mark this rumbaton and declare war on you.
the air force runs and flies kiss me on the mouth and the ground force also commands.

mulatto, for my brunette, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I feel bum bum, I feel bum bum already bum I remember the heart that shouts free from sorrow, the air force runs and flies kiss me on the mouth and the ground force also commands Cheers!

From Puerto Rico to New York.
From Rio de Janeiro to Asunción.
From where he lived to El Salvador.
And in Madrid in the city where I was born.
Rumbaton candela.
From Panama fly to Haiti.
Now I'm cinnamon.
From Santo Domingo to Bedellin.
I don't forget Havana, Caracas, Lima, Quito, Santiago and Orgin

And everyone shouts!
pa pa pa
for my mulatto, for my brunette, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I keep pim pam pum I run to the trenches I mark this rumbaton and declare war on you.
the air force runs and flies kiss me on the mouth and the ground force also commands.

mulatto, for my brunette, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I feel bum bum, I feel bum bum already bum and if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance with me the sorrows burn and if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance the sorrows burn.

the 101st division of the enamored came to kidnap your soul you see, maraca arrived with her maracas.
the 101st division of the enamored cried because you didn't dance you see, and from the sky she shot at you.

And I attack you and you attack me we prepare the batanaya, I shoot and you shoot good this war of looks, I feel inside the shrapnel, the deliciousness of your babalas, I'm dying if you dance close and hot mommy. Cheers!

From Buenos Aires to the potato.
the people of Miami I remember you.
From Barcelona to Bogotá.
Long live Mexico!
From Monte Rey to the federal.

And everyone shouts!
Pa pa pa
for my mulatto, for my brunette, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I keep pim pam pum I run to the trenches I mark this rumbaton and declare war on you.
the air force runs and flies kiss me on the mouth and the ground force also commands.

mulatto, for my black woman, so you feel my rhythm in your legs.
for my princess, for my warrior, let those hips come over here.

I feel bum bum, I feel bum bum already bum I remember the heart that shouts free from sorrow, the air force runs and flies kiss me on the mouth and the ground force also commands Cheers!

And if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance with me the sorrows burn and if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance the sorrows burn.
And if you get closer I'll eat you my black woman, and if you leave me sadness eats me.

And if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance with me the sorrows burn and if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance the sorrows burn.
And if you get closer I'll eat you my black woman, and if you leave me sadness eats me.

And if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance with me the sorrows burn and if you get closer I'll set you on fire and if you dance the sorrows burn.
And if you get closer I'll eat you my black woman, and if you leave me sadness eats me.