HECHO EN MEXICO: RICKY MARTIN “MAS” IS OFFICIALLY THE SONG OF THIS TREK!![LYRICS BELOW]

tELLIN YOU- I JUST FOUND OUT THE ENGLISH WORDS…BUT ITS ONE OF THOSE SONGS THAT FEELS EXACTLY LIKE WHAT IT TURNS OUT TO BE SAYING-

 

Mas

(Muévelo)

(Súbelo)

Tico era un Boricua de Manhattan

Cantaba en el subway

Con su beat box y su electric guitar

Por las noches era DJ

Se paraban en las sillas

Y el ponía el mundo a girar

Que bellos tiempos

Cuando se bailaba hasta morir

Saltando al cielo

Con ésa locura de vivir

[Coro:]

Hay que pedirle

Más más más a la vida

Que sea hasta que se apague el sol

Y la luna

Y que no importe

Más más más lo que digan

Como si fuera la la última noche

De tus días

Muévelo

Muévelo llévalo pa? arriba

Súbelo

Súbelo con adrenalina

Gózalo

Gózalo que tu cuerpo pida

Muévelo

Martica era una chica de Miami

Que siempre soñaba

Ser modelo y conquistar Nueva York

Maquillada todo el día

Los tacones le dolían

Y la coronamos reina del show

Que bellos tiempos

Cuando se bailaba hasta morir

Saltando al cielo

Con esa locura de vivir

[Coro x2]

Nunca te detengas

Haz lo que tú sientas

Sigue tu destino

Fuera del camino

More

(Move it!)

(Raise it up!)

Tico was a Boricua (Puerto Rican) from Manhattan

He used to sing on the subway

With his beat box and his electric guitar

By night he was a DJ

They used to stand on the chairs

He made the world go round

What good times

When we danced until we were dead

Jumping in the air

With this craziness to live

[Chorus:]

We need to ask

More, more, more from life

So that its lasts until the sun goes out

and the moon

and its not important

anymore, more, more what they say

Como si fuera la la última noche As if it was the last night

Of your life

Move it!

Move it! and take it up!

Raise it up!

Raise it up with adrenaline!

Enjoy it!

Enjoy it becuase your body is asking for it!

Move it!

Martica was a girl from Miami

That always dreamed

To be a model and conquer New York

She wore make-up all day long

Her heels hurt her

and we crowned her Queen of the Show

What good times

When we danced until we were dead

Jumping in the air

With this craziness to live

[Chorus x2]

Nothing can stop you

Do what you feel

Follow your destIny

Off of the path

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