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Description
Composer Lyricist: Estefania Correia
Composer Lyricist: Yobi Zúñiga
Composer Lyricist: Ricky Furiati
Studio Producer: Alean Imbert Perez
Lyrics and translation
Original
Esta no, no la viste de mí. Qué mala suerte.
Mala suerte pa' ti, que de ti ya me fui y soy consciente.
Quererte salía muy caro y de tanto darme perdiste.
La jugadita te salió mal.
Loco, chiquito, descaro, si ya ni siquiera tú existes.
Se te quedó la carita tan triste al final.
Ay, qué pena.
Llorar y no ser ella quien te consuela.
Ay, qué pena. Que la siguiente te aguante y se coma toda esa loquera.
Quien te quiere no te hiere, quien te hiere no te quiere, quien te quiere no te hiere.
Qué pena.
Te viniste muy arriba. Ay, qué dura la caída. Te perdiste la partida.
Qué pena. Ya no te haces el bueno y el santo, pero yo sé cuánto daño tú das.
Ya no me enredo en tu juego barato, al final te quedaste sin naaaada.
Loco, chiquito, descaro, si ya ni siquiera tú existes.
Se te quedó la carita tan triste al final.
Ay, qué pena.
Llorar y no ser ella quien te consuela.
Ay, qué pena.
Que la siguiente te aguante toda esa loquera.
Quien te quiere no te hiere, quien te hiere no te quiere, quien te quiere no te hiere.
-Qué pena.
-Ay, qué pena me da. Ay, qué pena me da.
Ay, qué pena me da.
Ay.
-Ay, qué pena. -Qué pena me da.
Llorar y no ser ella quien te consuela.
Ay, qué pena.
-Qué pena me da. -Que la siguiente se coma toda esa loquera.
Quien te quiere no te hiere, quien te hiere no te quiere, quien te quiere no te hiere. Qué pena.
La pena es que estoy sufriendo de verte escucharte.
Hay que practicar.
Muchas feliz, muchas feliz.
English translation
No, you didn't see this one from me. What bad luck.
Bad luck for you, because I'm already gone from you and I'm aware.
Loving you was very expensive and after giving me so much you lost.
Your little game went wrong.
Crazy, small, impudent, if not even you exist anymore.
Your face was so sad at the end.
Oh, what a shame.
Cry and not be the one who comforts you.
Oh, what a shame. May the next one put up with you and eat all that madness.
Whoever loves you does not hurt you, whoever hurts you does not love you, whoever loves you does not hurt you.
Too bad.
You came very high. Oh, how hard the fall is. You missed the game.
Too bad. You no longer act good and holy, but I know how much damage you cause.
I'm no longer involved in your cheap game, in the end you ran out of nothing.
Crazy, small, impudent, if not even you exist anymore.
Your face was so sad at the end.
Oh, what a shame.
Cry and not be the one who comforts you.
Oh, what a shame.
May the next one put up with all that madness.
Whoever loves you does not hurt you, whoever hurts you does not love you, whoever loves you does not hurt you.
-Too bad.
-Oh, how sad it makes me. Oh, how sad it makes me.
Oh, how sad it makes me.
Oh.
-Oh, what a shame. -How sad it makes me.
Cry and not be the one who comforts you.
Oh, what a shame.
-How sad it makes me. -Let the next one eat all that crazy food.
Whoever loves you does not hurt you, whoever hurts you does not love you, whoever loves you does not hurt you. Too bad.
The shame is that I'm suffering from watching you listen to you.
You have to practice.
Many happy, many happy.