Sube la radio [English translation]

I imagine you making a stop,

you makeup thinking about the time,

with that old-fashioned skirt.

I picture you leaving every morning,

with black clouds above your head,

looking at the phone still unanswered.

It’s not worth and you know it,

if you don't say it, it's cause something hides you,

a message to fall you in love

it’s not asking much even no one answers,

and your eyes so bright,

two hearts fill stadiums

and a song is reaching your lips.

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio

I imagine you dance always like this,

forgetting that hours fly,

when everyone asks

why are you so lonely.

And I swear I don't know what I’d give

to see your eyes amaze again,

when I whisper to you that we’re alone.

When you laugh, when you look

that dress that later you don't buy,

when you go out, when you come in,

I want to be a part of you.

When you run, when you brake,

when it looks you go the other way

and a song is reaching your lips.

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio

The breeze is always near,

the street is a stage,

today my song wakes you up,

it's already playing on the radio,

it sounds on the radio and it's for you

and it’s for you,

for you.

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio.

The breeze is always near,

the street is a stage.

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio,

today my song wakes you up,

and is reaching your lips.

Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio.