Hola

Hello, how are you? How are you doing?
What a vulgar phrase!
With which I am going to introduce myself

When in the distance I hear a gong
I know you are there
And one way or another
You will surely come closer to me

I want to meet you
Would you change a little bit of my luck
go with the flow
The impulse of your skin never lies to you
Oooh!

The disk of my mind
Resents your heart
The album of your heart
The album of your heart

Don't you see that it is necessary
End up in a room
Invite me to your room now!

If it has nothing to do
For God's sake, excuse me
I don't even know how I got your skin

To propose what to do
at the first time
It's so easy to say
It's not going to be so easy to realize

I want to meet you
Would you change a little bit of my luck
go with the flow
The impulse of your skin never lies to you
Oooh!

The disk of my mind
Resents your heart
The album of your heart
The album of your heart

Don't you see that it is necessary
End up in a room
invite me to your room
Invite me to your room!

Let's move on to the good
Get rid of your clothes
And tell me: Oh, oh, oh, oh, uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Doll I beg you
shake my mouth
And tell me: Oh, oh, oh, oh, uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I want to meet you
Would you change a little bit of my luck
go with the flow
The impulse of your skin never lies to you

The album of your heart
The album of your heart

Invite me to your room now!

The album of your heart
The album of your heart
The album of your heart
The album of your heart

Let's move on to the good
Get rid of your clothes
And tell me Oh, oh, oh, oh, uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Doll I beg you
shake my mouth
And tell me Oh, oh, oh, oh, uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Let's move on to the good