I just want to have a hit (lit: stick on the radio)
I just want to have a hit
I'm tired of being in debt
To see you suffering for every cent
Let's leave it all and go to Miami
I'll do whatever it takes to become famous
to live an artist's life, to live on songs
to sell illusions that break ten thousand hearts
*chorus*
I just want to have a hit
to earn my first million
to buy you a big house
big enough for your heart (lit: that your heart can fit in)
I just want people everywhere
to sing this song
from San Juan to Barranquilla
from Sevilla to New York.
I repeat...
They're going to hear me
on the radio, on TV
And that will be my first million
As soon as we arrive we'll call Emilo
I have a friend, friend of a friend
with a direct line to a heaven of stars.
After we'll leave here for there
with Paulina Rubio and Alejandro Sanz,
Don't worry baby, Paulina is just a friend.
*chorus*
...
From kabul to curaçao
From callao to panamá
*chorus*
*chorus*
From guayaquil to asanto domingo
From tijuana to salvador
Oooooooo....
Get moving, get moving
I want to get off of this bicycle
Go out on the town (dance) and not worry about the bill
Buy you an Oscar de la Renta dress
Don't worry because here comes my first million
*chorus*