More songs by ROSALÍA
Description
Too beautiful means dangerous. The world seems to go crazy when the sun plays on her: the wind touches her hair, gold glints on her skin, and her smile is like a shot without warning. Nothing serious seems to be happening, it's just the heart pauses and isn't in a hurry to return to its rhythm. Love in this sound isn't soft or velvety; it's nervous, jealous, like a ringing in your chest when someone else notices too. Every glance turns into a bullet, every gesture a risk of losing. And that makes you want to hold on tighter, knowing that letting go is scarier than suffocating from the feeling.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Y del aire cuando pasa
Por levantarte el cabello
Y del oro que te viste
Por amarrarse a tu cuello
Y del cielo y de la luna
Porque tú quieras mirarlo
Hasta del agua que bebes
Cuando te mojas los labios
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá, tu mirá, clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá'
Pienso en tu mirá'
Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Tan bonita que amenaza
Cuando callas me das miedo
Tan fría como la nieve
Cuando cae desde el cielo
Cuando sales por la puerta
Pienso que no vuelves nunca
Y si no te agarro fuerte
Siento que será mi culpa
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá', clavá', es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá'
Pienso en tu mirá'
Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Me da miedo cuando sales
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ver
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
English translation
It scares me when you go out
Smiling on the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that appear on you
And of the air when it passes
For lifting your hair
And the gold that you saw
For tying itself to your neck
And from the sky and from the moon
Because you want to look at it
Even the water you drink
When you wet your lips
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look
I think about your look
It scares me when you go out
Smiling on the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that appear on you
It scares me when you go out
Smiling on the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that appear on you
So pretty that it threatens
When you are silent you scare me
as cold as snow
When it falls from the sky
When you walk out the door
I think you'll never come back
And if I don't hold you tight
I feel like it will be my fault
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look, your look, nail it, it's a bullet in the chest
I think about your look
I think about your look
It scares me when you go out
Smiling on the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that appear on you
It scares me when you go out
Smiling on the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that appear on you