Текст и перевод песни Beny Moré - Baila Mi Son

Baila Mi Son

Vamos a gozar, mi madre

(Baila mi Son, para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son, para guarachar)

El Son nació en Cuba bella
En ritmo no hay nada igual
Solo mueve las caderas
Sin darte cuenta te pone a bailar

(Baila mi Son, para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son, para guarachar)

Acércate mi vidita
Marquemos bien el compás
Aquí en este ladrillito
Ponte a gozar mi Son y verás

(Baila mi Son)
Ay, mira nena linda
(Para guarachar)
Qué lindo, qué lindo mi Son
(Baila mi Son)
Te lo aseguro, cosita buena
(Para guarachar)
Que si tu baila mi Son te va' gozar
(Baila mi Son)
Que baila mi Son
(Para guarachar)
Ay mira, nena de mi vida, no me digas puchungona
(Baila mi Son)
Que no te gusta mi Son pa' cumbanchar
(Para guarachar)
Tu-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru
(Baila mi Son)
Tu-ru-he-he, tu-ru-he-he
(Para guarachar)
Qué lindo, qué lindo, qué lindo, qué lindo
(Baila mi Son)
Qué lindo mi Son pa' cumbanchar
(Para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son)
(Para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son)
(Para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son)
Eh, le-ro-lo (para guarachar)
Ay mira, mi negra de mi vida, si tú no baila'
(Para guarachar)
Si tú no baila, yo lo gozo mamá, mira
Ay bailalo, bailalo, bailao
(Para guarachar)
Oh, le-ro-lo-le-ro-le (baila mi Son)
Le-le-ro-le (para guarachar)
(Baila mi Son) Le-re-eh
Pa cumbanchar
(Para guarachar)

Como dice el negro, vaya
Baila mi Son
Para guarachar, je

Baila Mi Son

Let's have some fun, my dear

(Dance my Son, to guarachar)
(Dance my Son, to guarachar)

The Son was born in beautiful Cuba
There's nothing like its rhythm
Just move your hips
And you'll find yourself dancing without realizing it

(Dance my Son, to guarachar)
(Dance my Son, to guarachar)

Come closer, my love
Let's keep the beat
Right here on this pavement
Enjoy my Son and you'll see

(Dance my Son)
Oh, look, my pretty girl
(To guarachar)
How nice, how nice my Son is
(Dance my Son)
I assure you, my dear
(To guarachar)
If you dance my Son, you'll enjoy it
(Dance my Son)
That dance my Son
(To guarachar)
Oh look, girl of my life, don't call me a slacker
(Dance my Son)
If you don't like my Son to cumbanchar
(To guarachar)
Tu-ru-ru, tu-ru-ru
(Dance my Son)
Tu-ru-he-he, tu-ru-he-he
(To guarachar)
How nice, how nice, how nice, how nice
(Dance my Son)
How nice my Son is to cumbanchar
(To guarachar)
(Dance my Son)
(To guarachar)
(Dance my Son)
(To guarachar)
(Dance my Son)
Eh, le-ro-lo (to guarachar)
Oh look, my pretty black girl, if you don't dance
(To guarachar)
If you don't dance, I'll enjoy it, baby, look
Oh dance it, dance it, dance it
(To guarachar)
Oh, le-ro-lo-le-ro-le (dance my Son)
Le-le-ro-le (to guarachar)
(Dance my Son) Le-re-uh
To cumbanchar
(To guarachar)

As the black man says, come on
Dance my Son
To guarachar, ha