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Description
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Sergio Medina González
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Manuel Enrique Daniel Moreno
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: David Martínez Álvarez
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Pablo Pulido Castro
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Jonatan Sánchez González
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Jonatan Nogales Quintana
Producer: François Le Goffic
Composer Lyricist: Sergio Medina González
Composer Lyricist: Manuel Enrique Daniel Moreno
Composer Lyricist: David Martínez Álvarez
Composer Lyricist: Pablo Pulido Castro
Composer Lyricist: Jonatan Sánchez González
Composer Lyricist: Jonatan Nogales Quintana
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sonrío como un bipolar al marco rectangular. Tras la foto vuelvo a vivir la ansiedad.
Quiero dejar clara mi felicidad. Y en tus vídeos me bailas.
Me pregunto si será verdad. Dando vueltas en tu carrusel.
Te quiero, te envidio, necesito más.
Construyo mi imagen.
Me visto con un traje que pueda gustar.
Cuando caigo sola en la red, el espejo no me quiere igual. Me hace caro y vuelvo a sonreír sin ganas.
No, no me hables de amor. No me quieras tanto y quiérete mejor.
Somos la generación más triste, con fotos felices que viste para la ocasión.
No, no me hables de amor. No me quieras tanto y quiérete mejor.
Somos la generación más triste, con fotos felices que viste.
Your ego is not your amigo. Me faltan hashtags.
Actualizo y no me hablas. Me torturan mis fantasmas.
Tus historias no me cargan, no me cargan mal.
Si te admiro hasta el amanecer, deslizándome con mi pulgar. ¿Qué vas a anunciar? ¿Qué quieres vender? Sin alma.
Entre tanta gente, pero en soledad.
Tan metidita en todo, fuera pelear.
Y mi isla con calma. Navegando llego a tu perfil.
Siento que entre ellos no hablas para mí. En tu simulación de cómo ser feliz. No, no me hables de amor.
No me quieras tanto y quiérete mejor.
Somos la generación más triste, con fotos felices que viste para la ocasión. No, no me hables de amor.
No me quieras tanto y quiérete mejor.
Somos la generación más triste, con fotos felices que viste.
No, no me hables de amor. No me quieras tanto y quiérete mejor.
Somos la generación más triste, con fotos felices que viste
English translation
I smile like a bipolar at the rectangular frame. After the photo I experience anxiety again.
I want to make my happiness clear. And in your videos you dance to me.
I wonder if it's true. Spinning around on your carousel.
I love you, I envy you, I need more.
I build my image.
I dress in a suit that I might like.
When I fall into the net alone, the mirror doesn't love me the same. It makes me dear and I smile again without wanting to.
No, don't talk to me about love. Don't love me so much and love yourself better.
We are the saddest generation, with happy photos that you dress for the occasion.
No, don't talk to me about love. Don't love me so much and love yourself better.
We are the saddest generation, with happy photos you saw.
Your ego is not your friend. I'm missing hashtags.
I update and you don't talk to me. My ghosts torture me.
Your stories don't burden me, they don't burden me badly.
If I admire you until dawn, sliding with my thumb. What are you going to announce? What do you want to sell? Soulless.
Among so many people, but alone.
So involved in everything, outside of fighting.
And my island calmly. Browsing I come to your profile.
I feel like you don't speak for me among them. In your simulation of how to be happy. No, don't talk to me about love.
Don't love me so much and love yourself better.
We are the saddest generation, with happy photos that you dress for the occasion. No, don't talk to me about love.
Don't love me so much and love yourself better.
We are the saddest generation, with happy photos you saw.
No, don't talk to me about love. Don't love me so much and love yourself better.
We are the saddest generation, with happy photos you saw