More songs by BEA PELEA
Description
Producer: Kiid Favelas
Producer: La Maldad
Lyricist: Beatriz Constenla
Music Director: Paul Almonte
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mal, te lo juro, me pones mal. No poder ni tocar tu piel.
Otra noche, otra noche más deseándote, maltratándome.
Yo sé que tú te sientes igual, porque otra toca mi piel.
Otra noche, otra noche -más deseándome, maltratándote. -Nadie te entiende como yo te entiendo.
Si te digo que no te quiero, te miento.
Extraño en mi boca el sabor de tus besos, cómo me tocabas las noches de invierno. Qué tontos somos tú y yo, qué locos.
Amándonos en silencio, estando con otro.
Sé que eso te irrita, te pone loco cuando -me imaginas en la cama con otro. -Tu sensualidad te juro que me atrapa.
Ninguno me da to' lo que tú me dabas.
No tenerte aquí te juro que me mata.
Ninguno me da como tú me dabas. Y eso me pone, me pone-
Mal, te lo juro, me pones mal. No poder ni tocar tu piel.
Otra noche, otra noche más deseándote, maltratándome.
Yo sé que tú te sientes igual, porque otro toca mi piel.
Otra noche, otra -noche más deseándome, maltratándote. -Como la Glo, yo te tengo cerca.
Tengo tu foto en la noche oscura.
Dime, bebé, si tú aún me piensas, si ese cabrón no te dura. Sigo pensando en tus besos, sigo pensando en tus labios.
To'a la noche yo te rezo como si fuera un rosario.
Sigo pensando en tus besos, sigo pendiente de tus labios.
To'a la noche yo te rezo, mami, como si tú fueras un rosario. Y me pone, me pone- Mal, te lo juro, me pones mal.
No poder ni tocar tu piel.
Otra noche, otra noche más deseándote, -maltratándome.
-Yo sé que tú te sientes igual, porque otro toca mi piel.
Otra noche, otra noche más deseándome, maltratándote.
English translation
Bad, I swear, you make me sick. Not being able to even touch your skin.
Another night, another night wanting you, mistreating me.
I know that you feel the same, because another person touches my skin.
Another night, another night - more wanting me, mistreating you. -No one understands you like I understand you.
If I tell you that I don't love you, I'm lying to you.
I miss the taste of your kisses in my mouth, how you touched me on winter nights. How stupid you and I are, how crazy.
Loving each other in silence, being with another.
I know that irritates you, drives you crazy when you imagine me in bed with someone else. -Your sensuality, I swear, catches me.
No one gives me everything you gave me.
Not having you here I swear it kills me.
No one gives me like you gave me. And that makes me, makes me-
Bad, I swear, you make me sick. Not being able to even touch your skin.
Another night, another night wanting you, mistreating me.
I know you feel the same, because someone else touches my skin.
Another night, another night wanting me, mistreating you. -Like Glo, I have you close.
I have your photo in the dark night.
Tell me, baby, if you still think about me, if that bastard doesn't last. I keep thinking about your kisses, I keep thinking about your lips.
All night I pray to you as if it were a rosary.
I keep thinking about your kisses, I keep hanging on your lips.
Every night I pray to you, mommy, as if you were a rosary. And it makes me, it makes me- Bad, I swear, you make me bad.
Not being able to even touch your skin.
Another night, another night wanting you, mistreating me.
-I know that you feel the same, because someone else touches my skin.
Another night, another night wanting me, mistreating you.