More songs by Gabito Ballesteros
More songs by Natanael Cano
Description
Writer, Producer: Gabriel Ballesteros Abril
Writer: Jesús Camacho
Writer: Tombochio
Writer: Nathanael Rubén Cano M
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dices que me quieres y que por mí te mueres
Pero no te creo nada, mi amor
No ando como hueso, pues me faltan tus besos
Una pequeña dosis de amor
Y ahorita ando triste, pues con otra me viste
Y dices que no me merezco tu perdón
Así está la cosa y tú lo sabes, hermosa
Fueron los efectos de mi loquerón
Por nada te fallo, yo le doy hasta el fallo
Me iré de rumba un rato por amor
Aunque otras me tiren, tú no te subestimes
Tiren, tiren, tiren y te digan lo peor
¡Ea!
Ahí te va, mi amor
Casi no te quiero hija de tu pinche madre, compa Gabito
Ey, chiquitita
Por más excusas que use, no quieres que crucen
Y te vuelva a mirar
Ya no tengo remedio y me sigue diciendo
Que no voy a cambiar
Por nada te fallo, yo le doy hasta el fallo
Y esta vez el que falló fui yo
Aunque otras me tiren, tú no te subestimes
Tiren, tiren, tiren y te digan lo peor
Y ahorita ando triste, pues con otra me viste
Y dices que no me merezco tu perdón
Así está la cosa y tú lo sabes, hermosa
Fueron los efectos de mi loquerón
Son efectos de tu imaginación, chiquitita
No te confundas
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English translation
You say that you love me and that you die for me
But I don't believe you anything, my love
I don't walk like bones, because I miss your kisses
a small dose of love
And now I'm sad, because you saw me with someone else
And you say I don't deserve your forgiveness
That's the thing and you know it, beautiful
They were the effects of my loquerón
I fail you for nothing, I give even the failure
I'll go partying for a while for love
Even if others push me, don't underestimate yourself
Pull, pull, pull and tell you the worst
Hey!
There you go, my love
I almost don't love you, daughter of your fucking mother, compa Gabito.
Hey, little one
No matter how many excuses I use, you don't want them to cross
and look at you again
I have no choice and he keeps telling me
that I'm not going to change
I fail you for nothing, I give even the failure
And this time the one who failed was me
Even if others push me, don't underestimate yourself
Pull, pull, pull and tell you the worst
And now I'm sad, because you saw me with someone else
And you say I don't deserve your forgiveness
That's the thing and you know it, beautiful
They were the effects of my loquerón
They are effects of your imagination, little one.
Don't be confused
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