El Pirata (part. Pedro Morandi y Pushi)

Yeah yeah
One more time
With Pedrito
Straight from the cumbia house

If you call me a lowlife for stealing your heart
I’ll make sure to write you a song more often
I was sailing like a pirate, steering my galleon
But your eyes shot me like a cannon
And I found myself drifting in the seas
Of that waist that reveals a pair
There’s hardly any troubles left because of you

You’re the treasure that a pirate revealed
The gold I was searching for was your smile
More than one war, and he lost them all
But none hit him as hard as that laugh
And now that I’ve rescued myself, I just think
Sailing hand in hand down the neighborhood street
I’ve never felt a love so intense
With you, I feel like a fucking millionaire

Yeah yeah
One more time
It’s Pedrito
Directly
From the cumbia house
We’re sending a melody of memories, dog
Say it, Pushi
Singing about love

This is the rhythm that just won’t stop playing
Pedrito with Planta blowing it up like this
That rhythm that just won’t stop playing, babe
Like this
There

If you call me a lowlife for stealing your heart
I’ll make sure to write you a song more often
I was sailing like a pirate, steering my galleon
But your eyes shot me like a cannon
And I found myself drifting in the seas
Of that waist that reveals a pair
There’s hardly any troubles left because of you

You’re the treasure that a pirate revealed
The gold I was searching for was your smile
More than one war, and he lost them all
But none hit him as hard as that laugh
And now that I’ve rescued myself, I just think
Sailing hand in hand down the neighborhood street
I’ve never felt this love so intense
With you, I feel like a fucking millionaire