Sync Different

Love is the answer
Love is the answer, and music is all you need.
I have seen this before
Love is the answer
Love is the answer, and music is all you need.
I have seen this before.
Love is the answer, and music is all you need.

Verse 1
When everything goes wrong,
There’s troubles in your home
Oh, Lord, Oh Lord ,
Stand by me

Chorus

Lord, stand by me,
As I walk this land alone
Lord stand by me
Help me bear this heavy load
Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up
Help me drink from this bitter cup
Oh Lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me

Verse 2

When everything goes wrong,
There’s troubles in your home
Oh, lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me
I don’t worry and I don’t fret,
Cause my God has never left me yet
Oh Lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me

Chorus
Lord, stand by me,
As I walk this land alone
Lord stand by me
Help me bear this heavy load
Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up
Help me drink from this bitter cup
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me

Words & Music by Reverend Charles A. Tindley (DP)

Arrangement by :
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

ES:

Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista (oye)
Mira como se mueve esa dama, ella parece una artista

You make me feel so good tan solo al verla
La mayoría moriría por conocerla
Yo solo quiero un ratito tenerla
Mueve tu cintura mami, que estas prendía' en candela

Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista
(como modelo de revista)
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista

Me tiene justo donde quiere
Ya no pienso en otras mujeres
Pierdo el control cuando se mueve
Y te juro que de aquí no me voy
Hasta que conmigo la lleve

Yeah, she gets carried away by the rhythm
Ella se mueve como chica del caribe
No hay hombre en el party que no la mire
No hay hombre en la disco que no suspire
Mirala como se apodera de la pista
Todo lo que ella quiere conquista
Chica lista, i want to dance with you, sin prisa
Like in a movie, tu eres una artista

Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista

Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista (oye)
Mira como se mueve esa dama, ella parece una artista

You make me feel so good, tan solo al verla
La mayoría moriría por conocerla
Yo solo quiero un ratito tenerla
Mueve tu cintura mami, que estas predía' en candela

Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista
(como modelo de revista)
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista

Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista

Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
Mirala como modelo de revista
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
(Ella actúa baila y canta como si fuera artista)
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
Mirala como modelo de revista
(De toditos mis sueños ella es la protagonista)
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
(Y aunque quiera ya no puedo perderla de vista)

Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo a la pista
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista...



EN:

Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor (hey).
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist

You make me feel so good just looking at her
Most people would die to meet her
I just wanna have her for a little while
Move your waist mami, you're on fire

Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor
(like a magazine model)
Look how that lady moves she looks like an artist

She's got me right where she wants me
I don't think about other women anymore
I lose control when she moves
And I swear I'm not leaving this place
Till I take her with me

Yeah, she gets carried away by the rhythm
She moves like a Caribbean girl
There ain't a man at the party that won't look at her
There ain't a man in the disco that don't sigh
Watch her as she takes over the dance floor
All she wants to conquer
Smart girl, i want to dance with you, no hurry
Like in a movie, you're an artist

I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor
I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor

Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor (hey)
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist

You make me feel so good, just to look at her
Most people would die to meet her
I just wanna have her for a little while
Move your waist mommy, you're on fire, you're on fire

Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the runway
(like a magazine model)
Look how that lady moves she already looks like an artist

I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor
I feel like I'm out of breath when I see,
That you get on the dance floor

Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
Look at her like a magazine model
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
(She acts, dances and sings as if she were an artist)
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
Look at her as a magazine model
(Of all my dreams she is the protagonist)
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
(And even if I want to I can't let her out of my sight)

Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist