Muévelo

Uh brunette, she has the blood
Hot blood in her veins
Move it, I like to see it changing color
Na-na-na, there's nothing like it,
No one like her
No one does it like her, not even her mom
But then move it...
Look at her, she has in her curves
Murga sounds, there she goes
Quie-ie quie-ie quie-ie
Who would say, without pants
Without pants or shirt
But then move it...
I tell you, black girl, we're going to do it
I tell you, black girl, you won't believe
I tell you, black girl, no one will reach us
I tell you, black girl, a thousand dresses and a necklace
Uh brunette, dancing shadow
Shadow of the full moon
Burns and burns and burns my soul and my skin
Your heels sound, your heels sound
Quelai-orelai-alaire
But then move it...
I tell you, black girl...
I tell you, black girl...
Chorus: I say the little drum is coming
I say let your djembe sound
I say don't stop even a little
I say don't stop moving
Move my black girl and don't stop anymore
The drums are coming from behind
The saints are marching in the rhythm
Oh, let your love come, brunette...