More songs by Mora
Description
Producer: elikai
Producer: Machael
Lyrics and translation
Original
Baby, tú jura' que sin ti la estoy pasando mal.
Puede ser, ¿pero por qué tan segura?
Si esto es solo el principio del final, el principio del final, ah, ah.
Y aprendí que a ti hay que tenerte de lejos, pero si quieres comerme, me dejo.
Y sé que tú también piensas cuando te lo hice frente al espejo.
Yo no te extraño a ti, yo extraño ese culote y cuando te lo puse aquel domingo de bote.
To' lo hicimo' bien calla'o, sin que nadie note.
Chiquitita, pero eso allá atrás está grandote.
Yo no te extraño a ti, yo extraño ese culote y cuando te lo puse aquel domingo de bote. To' lo hicimo' bien calla'o, sin que nadie note.
Chiquitita, pero eso allá atrás está grandote.
Ponte pa' mí, mami, que hoy no vinimo' a dormir, no.
Y lo que hicimo' aquel día en Palomino, si te atreves y te prestas, lo vamo' a repetir.
Y el trago dice "refill", pa' darte como si te fuera' a mudar pa' allá afuera, la arena es tu pasarela.
Ese traje de baño es mal, pa' mí que no te queda. Te vo'a poner a brincar como si fuese Coachella.
Una vuelta en el jet ski pa' ver ese bodykit. Nos espoteamo' donde la última vez te lo metí.
Baby, no te prometí eso de un final feliz, hoy te lo quiero dar, por eso fue que te escribí, y. . .
English translation
Baby, you swear that without you I'm having a bad time.
Maybe, but why so safe?
If this is just the beginning of the end, the beginning of the end, ah, ah.
And I learned that you have to be kept from a distance, but if you want to eat me, I'll let you.
And I know you think too when I did it to you in front of the mirror.
I don't miss you, I miss those shorts and when I put them on you that Sunday boat.
We did it all very quietly, without anyone noticing.
Tiny, but that thing is big back there.
I don't miss you, I miss those shorts and when I put them on you that Sunday boat. We did it all very quietly, without anyone noticing.
Tiny, but that thing is big back there.
Get ready for me, mommy, I'm not here to sleep today, no.
And what we did that day in Palomino, if you dare and lend yourself, we are going to repeat it.
And the drink says "refill", to give you as if you were going to move out there, the sand is your catwalk.
That swimsuit is bad, it doesn't fit you. I'm going to make you jump like it's Coachella.
A ride on the jet ski to see that bodykit. We spote' where the last time I put it to you.
Baby, I didn't promise you a happy ending, today I want to give it to you, that's why I wrote to you, and. . .