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Description
Acoustic Guitar: Erick Ruiz
Bajo Quinto: Adrián Navarro
Tololoche: Julio César Mendoza
Trombone: Jassiel Ramos
Piano: Mariano Herrera
Mixing Engineer, Sound Engineer: Jose Ricardo Cortes Salcedo
Mastering Engineer: Dave Kutch
Sound Engineer: Jesús Caballero
Sound Engineer, Producer: Oscar Cadena
Assistant Producer: Abraham Hernández Orellana
Composer Lyricist: Victoria Gómez
Composer Lyricist: Oscar Cadena
Composer Lyricist: Miguel Armando Armenta
Lyrics and translation
Original
Todavía aquí llorando pensando en ti.
No sé si fue tu culpa o si fue por mí.
Noches de madrugada por pedir.
No es que me debas nada, pero perdí.
Buscándome encontré que no sé quién soy.
Pánico, estrés y solo en la habitación.
Perro, me prometiste ser siempre dos.
Cómo me está doliendo el decirte adiós.
La neta que no creo que fueras honesto con lo que dijiste.
Pediste tres días, pero nunca volviste y me partiste el corazón.
La neta que no creo que fueras con amigos cuando bien te viste.
Dime, ¿acaso me faltó carisma? Qué triste. ¿Qué salió?
¿O me -alcanzó?
-En un mundo perfecto puede que te hagan feliz.
Yo te amé con todos tus defectos, hasta mataba -por ti.
-Solo inventándote pretextos, buscándonos hasta de aquí. Yo solo extrañando esos momentos donde todo sentí.
La neta que no creo que fueras honesto con lo que dijiste.
Pediste tres días, pero nunca volviste y me partiste el corazón.
La neta que no creo que fueras con amigos cuando bien te viste.
Dime, ¿acaso me faltó carisma? Qué triste. ¿Qué salió?
¿O me alcanzó?
La neta que no creo que fueras honesto con lo que dijiste.
Pediste tres días, pero nunca volviste y me partiste el corazón.
La neta que no creo que fueras con amigos cuando bien te viste.
Dime, ¿acaso me faltó carisma? Qué triste. ¿Qué salió?
¿O me alcanzó?
English translation
Still here crying thinking about you.
I don't know if it was your fault or if it was because of me.
Late nights by request.
It's not that you owe me anything, but I lost.
Searching for myself I found that I don't know who I am.
Panic, stress and alone in the room.
Dog, you promised me there would always be two.
How it is hurting me to say goodbye to you.
The point is that I don't think you were honest with what you said.
You asked for three days, but you never came back and you broke my heart.
The point is that I don't think you went with friends when you dressed well.
Tell me, did I lack charisma? How sad. What came out?
Or did it reach me?
-In a perfect world they might make you happy.
I loved you with all your flaws, I even killed for you.
-Just inventing excuses, looking for us from here. Just missing those moments where I felt everything.
The point is that I don't think you were honest with what you said.
You asked for three days, but you never came back and you broke my heart.
The point is that I don't think you went with friends when you dressed well.
Tell me, did I lack charisma? How sad. What came out?
Or did it reach me?
The point is that I don't think you were honest with what you said.
You asked for three days, but you never came back and you broke my heart.
The point is that I don't think you went with friends when you dressed well.
Tell me, did I lack charisma? How sad. What came out?
Or did it reach me?