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Description
Associated Performer: nic
Lyricist, Composer: Nicole Zignago Moro a/k/a "Nicole Zignago"
Composer, Lyricist: Raquel Sofía Borges Navas a/k/a "Raquel Sofía"
Producer, Recording Engineer: Juan Andres Ariza Careño a/k/a "Ariza"
Mixing Engineer: Mitchell Mixwell McCarthy a/k/a Mitch McCarthy
Mastering Engineer: Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer: Harrison Tate
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dicen que el amor ha de quitarte el aire
Pero qué yo necesito respirar
No te estoy pidiendo que esto sea un baile
Quiero descansar
Ya vi todos los fuegos artificiales
Y aprendí que nunca son buena señal
Nada me parece más interesante
Que estar donde tú estás
No eres mi primer amor
Tú eres mi favorito
Tú eres mi favorito
No eres lo que me faltó
Tú eres lo que yo elijo
Tú eres mi favorito
Y me queda claro que no hay garantía
Que un día llueve mucho y al otro hay sequía
Me das buena suerte, y hasta un martes 13
Me atrevería a apostar
Agarraste mis esquinas con tus manos
Y me fui doblando con facilidad
Ay, es un arte hacer que me desarmes
Mejor dicho, armarme, fue tan natural
Pasó sin tratar
Le dimos un tiempo al tiempo
Y mira cómo el tiempo nos trajo acá
No eres mi primer amor
Tú eres mi favorito
Tú eres mi favorito
No eres lo que me faltó
Tú eres lo que yo elijo
Tú eres mi favorito
Y me queda claro que no hay garantía
Que un día llueve mucho y al otro hay sequía
Me das buena suerte, y hasta un martes 13
Me atrevería a apostar
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Tú eres mi favorito, tú eres mi favorito
English translation
They say that love has to take your breath away
But I need to breathe
I'm not asking you for this to be a dance
I want to rest
I already saw all the fireworks
And I learned that they are never a good sign
Nothing seems more interesting to me
Than being where you are
You are not my first love
you are my favorite
you are my favorite
You are not what I missed
You are what I choose
you are my favorite
And it is clear to me that there is no guarantee
That one day it rains a lot and the next there is drought
You give me good luck, and until Tuesday the 13th
I would dare to bet
You grabbed my corners with your hands
And I was bending easily
Oh, it's an art to make you disarm me
Better said, arming myself, it was so natural
Passed untreated
We gave time to time
And look how time brought us here
You are not my first love
you are my favorite
you are my favorite
You are not what I missed
You are what I choose
you are my favorite
And it is clear to me that there is no guarantee
That one day it rains a lot and the next there is drought
You give me good luck, and until Tuesday the 13th
I would dare to bet
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
You are my favorite, you are my favorite