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Description
Fame smells sweet, but it burns like an iron left on silk. At first, it seems like just a spark of attention, a couple of flashes, a few more likes and light. Then you can't tell where the stage ends and the heart begins. All eyes, all applause are like food for the beast, which demands more and more. And yet, it was thought that love and fame could live side by side, sharing one blanket. It turned out, no. Fame doesn't tolerate neighbours, especially those who truly love. She has her own rules: she pets your head when you smile at the camera, and bites when you turn away. She makes you forget who came before her, and then she leaves without saying goodbye, leaving an echo and a dry throat. With every chord, it's like talking to an ex you're still drawn to, knowing it will hurt again.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Lo que pasó
A ti te lo cuento
No creas que no dolió
O que me lo invento
Así es que se dio
Yo tenía mi bebé
Era algo bien especial
Pero me obsesioné
Con algo que a él le hacía mal
Miles de canciones en mi mente
Y él me lo notaba
Y él tantas veces que me lo decía
Y yo como si nada
Es mala amante la fama y no va a quererte de verdad
Es demasiao traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va
Sabe que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré
Si quieres duerme con ella, pero nunca la vayas a casar
Lo que pasó
Me ha dejado en vela
Ya no puedo ni pensar
La sangre le hierve
Siempre quiere más
Puñalaítas da su ambición
En el pecho, afilada
Es lo peor
Es mala amante la fama y no va a quererme de verdad
Es demasiao traicionera y como ella viene, se me va
Yo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré
Si quiero duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar
No hay manera
De que esta obsesión se me fuera
Se me fuera, ya desaparezca
Yo aún no he aprendío la manera
No hay manera que desaparezca
Es mala amante la fama y no va a quererte de verdad
Es demasiao traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va
Yo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré
Si quiero duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar
English translation
what happened
I'll tell you
Don't think it didn't hurt
Or that I made it up
So it happened
I had my baby
It was something very special
But I became obsessed
With something that was bad for him
Thousands of songs in my mind
And he noticed it
And he told me so many times
And I as if nothing
Fame is a bad lover and she is not going to truly love you.
She is too treacherous, and as she comes, she leaves
She knows she will be jealous, I will never trust her
If you want, sleep with her, but never marry her.
what happened
It has left me awake
I can't even think anymore
His blood boils
always wants more
Puñalaítas gives his ambition
In the chest, sharp
It's the worst
Fame is a bad lover and she is not going to truly love me
She is too treacherous and as she comes, she leaves
I know she will be jealous, I will never trust her
If I want, I'll sleep with her, but I'm never going to marry her.
There is no way
That this obsession left me
It's gone, it's gone
I still haven't learned the way
There's no way it goes away
Fame is a bad lover and she is not going to truly love you.
She is too treacherous, and as she comes, she leaves
I know she will be jealous, I will never trust her
If I want, I'll sleep with her, but I'm never going to marry her.