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Premiere: October 17, 2025
Lyrics and translation
Original
Esas las palabras que dije.
No siempre el corazón es el que elige, pero no paro de pensar lo linda que estabas sentada, lo buena que estaba' acostada, tu culo es la mejor almohada.
Quiero que me bailes muy lento en la noche, suave la pose, loco por pedírtelo, nena, aquello y dámelo.
Fuera que hace frío en la calle, no quiero perderme detalle de todo lo que sabes hacer.
Así que, nena, mientras tu canción suena, bésame lento en la ojera, bésame lento en la ojera.
Así que, nena, mientras tu canción suena, bésame lento en la ojera, bésame lento en la ojera.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Pasan las horas contigo.
Me encierro en tu cuerpo, me abrigo y me susurras: «Báilame».
Cambiamos posiciones, respiro entre sudores que evaporan la noche. Viajo por tu piel, fuego lento, dale pa' sangre.
No supe medir mi instinto.
Recuerdo el sabor del delirio que me nubla la habitación.
Solo escucho mi descontrol, interrumpo la aceleración marcando un ritmo suave.
Así que, nena, mientras tu canción suena, bésame lento en la ojera, bésame lento en la ojera.
Así que, nena, mientras tu canción suena, bésame lento en la ojera, bésame lento en la ojera.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre. Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
Dale para atrás, dale pa' sangre.
English translation
Those are the words I said.
It's not always the heart that chooses, but I can't stop thinking how pretty you were sitting, how good you were lying down, your ass is the best pillow.
I want you to dance for me very slowly at night, soft in the pose, crazy for asking you, baby, do that and give it to me.
It's cold outside, I don't want to miss out on everything you know how to do.
So, baby, while your song plays, kiss me slow on the dark circle, kiss me slow on the dark circle.
So, baby, while your song plays, kiss me slow on the dark circle, kiss me slow on the dark circle.
Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood.
Hours pass with you.
I lock myself in your body, I shelter myself and you whisper to me: "Dance me."
We change positions, I breathe between sweats that evaporate the night. I travel through your skin, slow fire, give it blood.
I didn't know how to measure my instinct.
I remember the taste of delirium that clouds my room.
I only listen to my lack of control, I interrupt the acceleration, setting a gentle rhythm.
So, baby, while your song plays, kiss me slow on the dark circle, kiss me slow on the dark circle.
So, baby, while your song plays, kiss me slow on the dark circle, kiss me slow on the dark circle.
Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood. Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood.
Give it back, give it blood.