Dale Caliente [English translation]

ah "Return of the New

see Daddy Yankee and Blacka Nice again

Hey Daddy Yankee, what ya (do you) say?

More fire

Daddy Come on!

Come and smell my candle

See that brunette how she moves those shoes

More candle, move that material

My rumba crashes

To burn your skin

What? What?

Give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (papi, give me passion)

Call "911," it's time to play

They say that Yankee is now throwing fire

For the sweet ladies, the fierce babies

They are asking me to let loose my gravy

Of thick rhyme so you don't slow down (weaken)

I am going to melt all your grand airs

Don't look for a whip, I am hatchet and machete

I was born for this I didn't hit that stroke of luck

Give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give=give it passion (papi, give me passion)

Come and smell, my candle

See that brunette how she moves those shoes

More candle, move that material

My rumba crashes

to burn your skin

What? What?

Give it passion

Give-give it passion

Give-give it passion

Give-give it passion

Baby you don't have a fever but you are one who is boiling

Move those hips until the earth trembles

No one leaves unharmed, I always sound heavy

Baby keep doing it smoothly, doing it directly

Doing it hard, Doing it on fire/perfectly

I am real now the other is a fake

And here my pancake syrup goes to you

The sugar for all the little cats (girls)

my lyric melting until the steel spills

North, South and East as far as the old West

Everyone knows that when I do it it is excellent

Give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (give me passion)

Give-give it passion (papi, give me passion)

Come and smell, my candle

See that brunette how she moves those shoes

More candle, move that material

My rumba crashes

To burn your skin

Daddy

Barrio Fino/Elegant (neighbor)hood

Monserrate, Dj Urba and Fido

Don't worry papi, this is mine

You know