Description
Flirting here is not just a game - it's a sport where victory is measured in centimetres between glances. Everything about it is movement: the bend of the wrist, the turn of the head, that very look of ‘I'm not looking, but I'm noticing.’ The air trembles with electricity, and words turn into a light challenge, spoken almost in a whisper.
There is no suffering in this story - only confidence, served with a smile and the scent of perfume. Love here is not about drama, but about excitement: when the heart decides to take a risk without waiting for logic. And somewhere between the lines you can hear - if you're going to feel, then feel beautifully, with character and a little bit of arrogance.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Cuando apoyas tu pie en la pared esperando no sé qué.
Y mueves tus ojos de lado a lao cuando bebes, yo qué sé.
Tanto estilo hace nacer en mí un impulso, una inquietud.
Y tengo el coraje de preguntar para quién te reservas tú.
-Y quiero saber. -¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo.
¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. Yo quiero serlo.
Uhhh.
Hay amores que se escriben con letras de fuego en el cielo.
Hay romances que el destino marcó de repente para siempre.
Esta es una cosa mía, nomás. Nadie sabe lo que quiero yo.
Solo he seguido una señal, el latido de mi corazón.
-Y quiero saber. -¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo.
¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. Yo quiero serlo. Uhhh.
Yo quiero serlo. Uhhh.
Oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh.
¿Tienes novia?
¿Tienes novia?
¿Tienes novia?
Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh.
¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo.
¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia?
Yo quiero serlo. ¿Tienes novia? Yo quiero serlo. Yo quiero serlo. Uhhh.
Yo quiero serlo. Uhhh.
Yo quiero serlo.
Uhhh. Yo quiero serlo. Uhhh.
English translation
When you put your foot on the wall waiting for I don't know what.
And you move your eyes from side to side when you drink, what do I know.
So much style gives rise to an impulse, a restlessness in me.
And I have the courage to ask who you reserve yourself for.
-And I want to know. -Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be.
Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. I want to be.
Uhhh.
There are loves that are written with letters of fire in the sky.
There are romances that fate suddenly marked forever.
This is just my thing. Nobody knows what I want.
I have only followed a sign, the beat of my heart.
-And I want to know. -Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be.
Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. I want to be. Uhhh.
I want to be. Uhhh.
Oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh.
Do you have a girlfriend?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh.
Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be.
Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend?
I want to be. Do you have a girlfriend? I want to be. I want to be. Uhhh.
I want to be. Uhhh.
I want to be.
Uhhh. I want to be. Uhhh.