More songs by El Arrebato
Description
Beauty always pretends to be something unattainable - made up, ironed, gathered into a strict bun. And then suddenly, there she is in her pyjamas, dishevelled, barefoot, dancing to the music, and the whole idealised myth falls apart. It turns out that true charm lies precisely in such carelessness - in how easy it is to laugh, move and be happy for no reason.
The air smells of coffee and freedom, and every movement is a small revolution against boredom and rules. You look and you understand: here she is, Aphrodite in her home version, with a smile that strikes harder than any of Cupid's arrows. And no moon will ask permission to shine - it will just be there. Just like her, in every step of the dance.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Me enamoré de unos ojos negros como la noche
De una explosión de miradas de una colección de ilusiones
De un corazón que latía por minuto a mil revoluciones
Y unos labios que sonreían hasta matar de envidia a las flores
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
Sonaba bachata, bailaba y bailaba
Fue cuando lo entendí
Su verdadera belleza no es sentirse perfecta, es sentirse feliz
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
La diosa Afrodita, sonrisa gitana
Una historia de amor, una candela que arde
Me enamoro de ella en cada paso de baile
En cada paso de baile
Solo en tu cafetera (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
Hierve el café del bueno (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
Quiero despeinarte yo (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
Y que muera de rabia el viento
Sería un crimen esconder tanta belleza
La poesía de tu forma de bailar
No te sonrojes por ser la protagonista
Yo nunca he visto a la luna que pida permiso para brillar
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
Sonaba bachata, bailaba y bailaba
Fue cuando lo entendí
Su verdadera belleza no es sentirse perfecta, es sentirse feliz
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
La diosa Afrodita, sonrisa gitana
Una historia de amor, una candela que arde
Y me enamoro de ella en cada paso de baile
En cada paso de baile
Sería un crimen esconder tanta belleza
La poesía de tu forma de bailar
No te sonrojes por ser la protagonista
Que yo nunca he visto a la luna pedir permiso para brillar
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
Sonaba bachata, bailaba y bailaba
Fue cuando lo entendí
Su verdadera belleza no es sentirse perfecta, es sentirse feliz
La vi bailando en pijama, despeinada y descalza
La diosa Afrodita, sonrisa gitana
Una historia de amor, una candela que arde
Y me enamoro de ella en cada paso de baile
En cada paso de baile
En cada paso de baile
English translation
I fell in love with eyes black as the night
From an explosion of looks from a collection of illusions
Of a heart that beat a thousand revolutions per minute
And lips that smiled until the flowers died of envy
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
It sounded bachata, it danced and it danced
That's when I understood
Your true beauty is not feeling perfect, it is feeling happy
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
The goddess Aphrodite, gypsy smile
A love story, a burning candle
I fall in love with her in every dance step
In every dance step
Only in your coffee maker (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
Boil the good coffee (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
I want to ruffle your hair (ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
And let the wind die of rage
It would be a crime to hide so much beauty
The poetry of your way of dancing
Don't blush for being the protagonist
I have never seen the moon that asks permission to shine
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
It sounded bachata, it danced and it danced
That's when I understood
Your true beauty is not feeling perfect, it is feeling happy
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
The goddess Aphrodite, gypsy smile
A love story, a burning candle
And I fall in love with her in every dance step
In every dance step
It would be a crime to hide so much beauty
The poetry of your way of dancing
Don't blush for being the protagonist
That I have never seen the moon ask permission to shine
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
It sounded bachata, it danced and it danced
That's when I understood
Your true beauty is not feeling perfect, it is feeling happy
I saw her dancing in her pajamas, disheveled and barefoot.
The goddess Aphrodite, gypsy smile
A love story, a burning candle
And I fall in love with her in every dance step
In every dance step
In every dance step