Ella Baila Con Todos

It's one of those nights
Where we all like
The same dancer, oh!
And the same mole

There are a couple of brats who are trembling
With theatrical sighs
Seeing the stormy skies, oh!
Of all pleasure

She dances with everyone
Walking his gaze
And when he takes your cup, oh!
Toast to your love

She is the one who shines the most at this hour
He thinks he's invisible this time
In the eyes of all fools
Who knows their mole?