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Description
Writer, Producer: Miguel Armenta
Writer, Producer: Gabriel Ballesteros Abril
Writer: Armenta Jesús Mr
Writer: Jonathan Caro
Lyrics and translation
Original
Qué linda se mira. Lástima que hice llorar sus ojos.
Por andar de perro, de mañoso.
Por loco, borracho y -mentiroso. -Pido a las estrellas que me llamen.
Y me digan si ha pensado en otro. Si de eso se ya borró las fotos.
Si es que a la chingada con nosotros.
Déjame darte motivos pa' que no te vayas. Dame esta noche y mañana solo
Dios dirá.
Perdón, mi amor, tengo fallas, las putas, la fama.
Neta, mi chula, prometo no vuelve a pasar.
You.
Y porque somos los que estamos, compa Rauw. Pórtate bien.
-Tú sabes. El Gabito, viejo. -Arre.
Noches de loquera, no encuentro manera pa' recuperarte.
Yo hago lo que sea.
Deja las peleas, borro a la que quieras, con tal que me -quieras. -Ven, dame un besito, mínimo un piquito.
Acércate poquito, que lo necesito.
Mirarte a los ojos, hablarte bonito. Eres tú mi droga, eres tú mi vicio.
Déjame darte motivos pa' que no te vayas.
Dame esta noche y mañana -solo Dios dirá.
-Perdón, mi amor, tengo fallas, las putas, la fama.
Neta, mi chula, prometo no vuelve a pasar.
-Ya, ya. -Oye, chiquitita.
-Eso no ma. -No vuelve a pasar, mi amor.
English translation
How pretty she looks. Too bad I made his eyes cry.
For being a dog, being crafty.
For being crazy, drunk and a liar. -I ask the stars to call me.
And tell me if you have thought of another. Yes, the photos have already been deleted.
Yes, fuck us.
Let me give you reasons not to leave. Give me tonight and tomorrow alone
God will say.
Sorry, my love, I have flaws, the whores, the fame.
Neta, my cool girl, I promise it won't happen again.
You.
And because we are who we are, friend Rauw. Behave yourself.
-You know. El Gabito, old man. -Arre.
Shrink nights, I can't find a way to get you back.
I do whatever.
Stop fighting, I'll delete whoever you want, as long as you love me. -Come, give me a kiss, at least a peck.
Come a little closer, I need it.
Look you in the eyes, talk nice to you. You are my drug, you are my vice.
Let me give you reasons not to leave.
Give me tonight and tomorrow - only God will say.
-Sorry, my love, I have flaws, the whores, the fame.
Neta, my cool girl, I promise it won't happen again.
-Now, now. -Hey, little one.
-Not that, ma. -It won't happen again, my love.