More songs by FARIANA
Description
Sometimes memory is like an old phone where you can't bring yourself to delete photos. Even though everything seems clear: there's poison disguised as kisses, and a smile that hides nothing but deceit. But your finger still slides across the screen, as if hoping that at least one message will suddenly become something else. Chaos reigns in your head, a circus without an intermission plays in your heart, and a song about karma plays on your playlist, which, as always, “will sort itself out.”
And even though pride hisses “delete,” there's still room inside for those three seconds of happiness that smelled like the truth. Only now they come with a new filter - irony and raised eyebrows.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo no te borro, no te borro. Aunque fuiste malo conmigo, no te borro.
Todavía recuerdo los besitos que me dabas. Ay, cómo sufro, pero es que tú eres malo.
Y me paso mirando las fotitos que hicimos y los mensajitos que por WhatsApp mandamos.
Pero es que tú, tú no tienes arreglo. En vez de sangre, tú tienes veneno.
Pero es que tú, tú no tienes arreglo.
-En vez de sangre, tú tienes veneno. -Que te lleve el diablo, oh, oh.
Que yo ya no aguanto, oh, oh. Que el karma te cobre todas tus mentiras, tú me hiciste tanto.
Que te lleve el diablo por ser mujeriego y andarme poniendo los cuernos.
Sinvergüenza, conmigo jugaste. ¿Qué pensaste, que yo era Nintendo?
Yo en ti ya no creo. Y aunque no lo deseo, vo'a aplicarte el conteo. Tres, dos, uno, cero.
Yo no te borro, no te borro. Aunque fuiste malo conmigo, no te borro.
Yo no te borro, no te borro. Aunque fuiste malo conmigo, no te borro.
-Sabré olvidar, bebé. -Y yo. . .
-Sabré olvidar. -Oh, na, na, na.
-Sabré olvidar, bebé. -Y yo. . .
Sabré olvidar.
English translation
I don't delete you, I don't delete you. Even though you were mean to me, I don't erase you.
I still remember the little kisses you gave me. Oh, how I suffer, but you are bad.
And I spend time looking at the photos we took and the messages we sent on WhatsApp.
But you, you have no fix. Instead of blood, you have poison.
But you, you have no fix.
-Instead of blood, you have poison. -May the devil take you, oh, oh.
That I can't stand it anymore, oh, oh. May karma charge you for all your lies, you did so much to me.
The devil take you for being a womanizer and cheating on me.
Scoundrel, you played with me. What did you think, that I was Nintendo?
I no longer believe in you. And although I don't want it, I'm going to apply the count to you. Three, two, one, zero.
I don't delete you, I don't delete you. Even though you were mean to me, I don't erase you.
I don't delete you, I don't delete you. Even though you were mean to me, I don't erase you.
-I will know how to forget, baby. -Me too. . .
-I will know how to forget. -Oh, na, na, na.
-I will know how to forget, baby. -Me too. . .
I will know how to forget.