סינדרלה [Cinderella] [English translation]

She shows up with a mango colored dress

And she has a heart that nobody lives in

She bounces to the beat of the paddle ball

Up, down, down, up

A smile touched by God

Watch out, when she dances she's a tornado

In one glance she twirls everyone around

Up, down, down, up

Come on

A girl like you must be waiting for...

Someone who'll take her breath away

Look, here I am

So come here, come here

Come on

The way I'm waiting for...

Someone who'll take my breath away

Look, here I am

So come here, come here, come here, come

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

When her whole body is tanned in all mocha

And it's obvious her manners came from Europe

When she walks in I'm dying to move with her each time

Backwards, forward, forward, backwards

They thought they've seen it all around here

I swear, no one has ever seen a 'loca' like her

You'll see, she'll knock you down in a knockout

Backwards, forward, forward, backwards

Come on

A girl like you must be waiting for...

Someone who'll take her breath away

Look, here I am

So come here, come here

Come on

The way I'm waiting for...

Someone who'll take my breath away

Look, here I am

So come here, come here, come here, come

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

You wanna taste the fruits of the Tree of Knowledge

You'll run away from the fire, but you wanna touch

Everybody's already told you I'm crazy

She's crazy

You wanna taste the fruits of the Tree of Knowledge

You'll run away from the fire, but you wanna touch

Everybody's already told you I'm crazy

She's crazy

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

'Cinderella', that's how I call her

Cinderella, how everything suits her, come on now

And tell me: "I love you, boy"

• Artist:The Ultras