More songs by Don Omar
Description
A night where everything is decided by a single movement - a step closer, a longer glance, breathing in time with the bass. Somewhere between ‘one more song and home’ chaos is born - with a pinch of guilt and a drop of passion that only makes it hotter. The dance floor turns into a confessional: words are unnecessary, everything is said with hands and body.
Here, jealousy smells of sweat and perfume, and betrayal sounds like a rhythm - confident, provocative, sweet. Each verse seems to wink: yes, it's sinful, but it's alive. Everything that comes next is no longer important. The main thing is that to this beat it's easy to forget who's right and who's wrong, and just ask the universe for ‘otra noche’ - another night where you can make another beautiful mistake.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dile que bailando te conocí.
Cuéntale. Dile que esta noche me quieres ver. Cuéntale.
Cuéntale que beso mejor que él.
Cuéntale. Dile que esta noche tú me vas a ver. Cuéntale.
Cuéntale que te conocí bailando. Cuéntale que soy mejor que él. Cuéntale que te traigo loca.
Cuéntale que no lo quieres ver. Cuéntale que te conocí bailando.
Cuéntale que soy mejor que él. Cuéntale que te traigo loca. Cuéntale que no lo quieres ver.
Es que esa fue la noche en la que te traicionó, fue el perfume de mi piel lo que te cautivó.
Que ya no tiene excusa pa' tu traición, que tuviste mil motivos, que entré en razón.
Que quizás te hable al oído como ya él no, o que en mí arde el fuego de la pasión.
Ya no le mientas más y admite tu error y si es por mí, no pidas perdón.
Digo, queda de ti el que lo perdone, el que lo olvide o lo abandone, porque con llorar no se compone.
Entonces, a mí dame otra noche.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Ay, que yo no te boté.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Aunque tú vuelvas con él.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Cuéntale, cuéntale.
Otra, otra noche, otra.
Que beso mejor que él.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Cuéntale, cuéntale.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Cuéntale que te conocí bailando. Cuéntale que soy mejor que él.
Cuéntale que te traigo loca. Cuéntale que tú me quieres ver.
Cuéntale que te conocí bailando. Cuéntale que soy mejor que él. Cuéntale que te traigo loca.
Cuéntale que tú me quieres ver.
Es que esa fue la noche en la que te traicionó, fue el perfume de mi piel lo que te cautivó.
Que ya no tiene excusa pa' tu traición, que tuviste mil motivos, que entré en razón.
Que quizás te hable al oído como ya él no, o que en mí arde el fuego de la pasión.
Ya no le mientas más y admite tu error y si es por mí, no pidas perdón.
Digo, queda de ti el que lo perdone, el que lo olvide o lo abandone, porque con llorar no se compone.
Entonces, a mí dame otra noche.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Ay, que yo no te boté.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Aunque tú vuelvas con él.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Cuéntale, cuéntale.
Otra, otra noche, otra.
Que beso mejor que él.
Otra, otra noche, otra. Cuéntale, cuéntale.
Otra, otra noche, otra.
English translation
Tell him that I met you dancing.
Tell him. Tell him you want to see me tonight. Tell him.
Tell him what a better kisser than him.
Tell him. Tell him that tonight you are going to see me. Tell him.
Tell him I met you dancing. Tell him I'm better than him. Tell him that I drive you crazy.
Tell him you don't want to see him. Tell him I met you dancing.
Tell him I'm better than him. Tell him that I drive you crazy. Tell him you don't want to see him.
That was the night he betrayed you, it was the perfume of my skin that captivated you.
That there is no excuse for your betrayal, that you had a thousand reasons, that I came to my senses.
That perhaps he speaks in your ear as he no longer does, or that the fire of passion burns in me.
Don't lie to him anymore and admit your mistake and if it's because of me, don't ask for forgiveness.
I say, it is up to you to forgive him, forget him or abandon him, because crying is not enough.
So, give me another night.
Another, another night, another. Oh, I didn't throw you away.
Another, another night, another. Even if you go back to him.
Another, another night, another. Tell him, tell him.
Another, another night, another.
What a better kiss than him.
Another, another night, another. Tell him, tell him.
Another, another night, another. Tell him I met you dancing. Tell him I'm better than him.
Tell him that I drive you crazy. Tell him that you want to see me.
Tell him I met you dancing. Tell him I'm better than him. Tell him that I drive you crazy.
Tell him that you want to see me.
That was the night he betrayed you, it was the perfume of my skin that captivated you.
That there is no excuse for your betrayal, that you had a thousand reasons, that I came to my senses.
That perhaps he speaks in your ear as he no longer does, or that the fire of passion burns in me.
Don't lie to him anymore and admit your mistake and if it's because of me, don't ask for forgiveness.
I say, it is up to you to forgive him, forget him or abandon him, because crying is not enough.
So, give me another night.
Another, another night, another. Oh, I didn't throw you away.
Another, another night, another. Even if you go back to him.
Another, another night, another. Tell him, tell him.
Another, another night, another.
What a better kiss than him.
Another, another night, another. Tell him, tell him.
Another, another night, another.