The song released as part of his vibrant repertoire, the song captures the essence of classic salsa with infectious rhythms, lively brass arrangements, and playful lyrics.
Lady, sit down and be still, there...
Aahh, whoop, ha, ha, ha, haa…
Sit there, and wait for me to pass,
so that you can see the fruit of our loins,
I don't allow you a kiss or a caress,
because you stained the name
of this man who is his father.
Sa-rara-ri-rara-rara-rara…
Sit there and wait for me to pass,
so that you can see the fruit of our loins,
I don't allow you a kiss or a caress,
because you stained the name
Look at this man, it's his father, it's me.
Eh, eeh... that's me.
So, you stay there, hehe...
that you stained the name
poor man who is his father.
(Sit there so you can see the baby)
And it's not a jealousy problem, now darling,
And be a coward.
(Sit there so you can see the baby)
It's just that the feeling, look, of a mother,
you didn't keep it.
Rich, rich…
Water…
There the grave...
Jiip, ha, ha, haa…
Honey, it's not fair, it's not fair...
Ha, ha, haa... you calm down there...
Sit there, ha, ha, haa…
Sit calmly, ha, ha, ha…
Sit, sit, sit there...
(Sit there so you can see the baby)
Hey, look how he's playing his soccer,
the baby is very happy.
(Sit there so you can see the baby)
The truth is that he doesn't even remember you anymore, he hasn't asked me about you again.
Eey, Guajiroo…
Se-reveree…
Eheeyy…
Sam-prapam-param-pampao…
Sa-ram…
Señora, siéntate y estate quieta, ahí…
Aahh, jup, ja, ja, ja, jaa…
Siéntate ahí, y espera que yo pase,
para que veas el fruto de nuestras entrañas,
no te permito ni un beso ni una caricia,
porque tú manchaste el nombre
de este hombre que es su padre.
Sa-rara-ri-rara-rara-rara…
Siéntate ahí y espera que yo pase,
para que veas el fruto de nuestras entrañas,
no te permito ni un beso ni una caricia,
porque tu manchaste el nombre
de este hombre mira que es su padre, que soy yo.
Eh, eeh… que soy yo.
Así que, tú quieta ahí, jea…
Que tu manchaste el nombre
pobre hombre que es su padre.
(Siéntate ahí para que veas al nene)
Y no es un problema de celos, ahora cariño,
Y ser un cobarde.
(Siéntate ahí para que veas al nene)
Es que el sentimiento, mira, de madre,
tú no lo guardaste.
Rico, rico…
Agua…
Ahí el tumbaíto…
Jiip, ja, ja, jaa…
Cielito, no es justo, no es justo…
Ja, ja, jaa... tú tranquila ahí…
Siéntate ahí, ja, ja, jaa…
Siéntate tranquiliiita, ja, ja, ja…
Siéntate, siéntate, siéntate ahí…
(Siéntate ahí para que veas al nene)
Oye mira como está jugando a su futbol,
el bebé está muy feliz.
(Siéntate ahí para que veas al nene)
La verdad ya ni te recuerda, no me ha vuelto a preguntar por ti
Eey, Guajiroo…
Se-reveree…
Ejeeyy…
Sam-prapam-param-pampao…
Sa-ram…