More songs by Junior H
Description
Producer: Antonio Herrera Perez
Producer: Ernesto Fernández
Producer: Jimmy Humilde
Executive Producer: Jimmy Humilde
Vocals: Junior H
Composer: Gael Leonardo Iñiguez Valenzuela
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mis compas en la peda
Ellos no creen que olvidarte pueda
Y siento que sí es cierto
Creo que les creo
Tú estás como si nada
Según ya tú estás acostumbrada
Que ya ni me recuerdas
Que hasta mi humor te llevas
No queda más
Que aceptar
Que en mi vida ya no estás
Mesero, porfa, traiga otra botella
Pa ver si en esta ya me olvido de ella
Chingo de viejas conocen mi cama
Y, absurdo, no sé ni cómo se llaman
Qué factura lеs dejaste, tan cara
Pobrecitas, las dеjé bien dañadas
Ya pedo me entró la de ir por la luna
Pero solo hay una y bien sabes que es tuya, bebé
Y en verdad, aunque duela
Que te ame como yo, no habrá quien pueda
Y de eso estoy seguro
Mi amor, yo te lo juro
Por eso soy borracho
Antes de ti yo sí era buen muchacho
Dime lo que me has hecho
Mi cora está deshecho
Mesero, porfa, traiga otra botella
Pa ver si en esta ya me olvido de ella
Chingo de viejas conocen mi cama
Y, absurdo, no sé ni cómo se llaman
Qué factura lеs dejaste, tan cara
Pobrecitas, las dеjé bien dañadas
Ya pedo me entró la de ir por la luna
Pero solo hay una y bien sabes que es tuya, bebé
English translation
My friends in the peda
They don't believe that forgetting you can
And I feel that it is true
I think I believe them
You are as if nothing
As you are already used to
that you don't even remember me anymore
That you even take my humor
There is no more
What to accept
that you are no longer in my life
Waiter, please bring another bottle
To see if in this one I already forget about her
Lots of old women know my bed
And, absurdly, I don't even know what they are called.
What bill did you leave them, so expensive
Poor things, I left them very damaged
I'm already crazy about going for the moon
But there's only one and you know it's yours, baby
And in truth, although it hurts
Let him love you like me, there will be no one who can
And of that I am sure
My love, I swear to you
That's why I'm drunk
Before you I was a good boy
Tell me what you have done to me
my heart is broken
Waiter, please bring another bottle
To see if in this one I already forget about her
Lots of old women know my bed
And, absurdly, I don't even know what they are called.
What bill did you leave them, so expensive
Poor things, I left them very damaged
I'm already crazy about going for the moon
But there's only one and you know it's yours, baby