Bailando Bachata

Chayanne Chayanne

Dancing Bachata

(Ooh, whoa)

How lucky I am
That I can see you when I wake up every day
And when I travel, if I happen to miss you
I have your photograph in my wallet

I don't know what it is about your eyes, your lips, your skin
May this honeymoon never end

We are the glass and the wine
You and I have been together since we met
We went up, we went down, we cried, we laughed
It's just that with you, my love, everything tastes better

We're like a campfire
We burned up the night, dancing bachata
People don't understand what the hell is wrong with me
It's just that with you, my love, everything tastes better
I just want your flavor

Ever since that night we tried each other
We indulged ourselves and never separated again
After all this time, look where we are
We stayed together and that's how it will remain

Because you came to stay
And now I'm not going anywhere without you
Put on some music, because today I want to dance with you
Tell the DJ to play Humans to Mars

What is it about your eyes, your lips, your skin?
May this honeymoon never end

We are the glass and the wine
You and I have been together since we met
We went up, we went down, we cried, we laughed
It's just that with you, my love, everything tastes better

We're like a campfire
We burned up the night, dancing bachata
People don't understand what the hell is wrong with me
It's just that with you, my love, everything tastes better
I just want your flavor

(I just want your flavor)

  1. Te Echo de Menos
  2. Bailando Bachata
  3. Para Tenerte Otra Vez
  4. Dejaría Todo
  5. Candela
  6. Única
  7. Contra Vientos y Mareas
  8. Tu Pirata Soy Yo
  9. Fuiste Un Trozo de Hielo En La Escarcha
  10. Te Amo
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