Description
Producer, Vocalist: 8onthebeat
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Chan
Vocalist: Agua Tinta
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer: David Orea p/k/a 8onthebeat
Studio: Ocho Sounds
A& R: Leyre Granda
Composer Lyricist: David Orea
Composer Lyricist: Daniela García Rosso
Lyrics and translation
Original
Más lento.
Please, pausa el reloj, que me da miedo que irme sea un error y no quiero el contacto cero, perderte pa' luego.
Pensarte cuando beso a alguien más. Borrar lo nuestro de
Instagram y enterarme que volviste a amar me matará.
Ignórame, bebé.
No me dejes volver.
De lo contrario, yeah, shit, voy a llamarte. Voy a extrañarte de más.
Ignórame, bebé.
No me dejes volver.
De lo contrario, yeah, shit, voy a buscarte.
Voy a olvidarme del porqué se acabó.
No funcionó, pero casi. No funcionó, pero casi, pero casi.
No se supone que el amor es una serie de Netflix, de una copia como Jetix.
Los chicos del barrio estarían trending. Hoy día no están entrando ni no los Fiat.
Ya nos llama to'a la vida. Las relaciones se tiran a la basura muy fácil.
Todo se ha vuelto tan frágil. Lo nuestro se quedó en casi.
No funcionó, pero casi, pero casi.
Pensarte cuando beso a alguien más. Borrar lo nuestro de
Instagram y enterarme que volviste a amar me matará. Ignórame, bebé.
No me dejes volver.
De lo contrario, yeah, shit, voy a llamarte. Voy a extrañarte de más.
Ignórame, bebé.
No me dejes volver.
De lo contrario, yeah, shit, voy a buscarte.
Voy a olvidarme del porqué se acabó.
No funcionó, pero casi.
No funcionó, pero casi, pero casi.
English translation
Slower.
Please, pause the clock, I'm afraid that leaving is a mistake and I don't want zero contact, losing you later.
Thinking about you when I kiss someone else. Delete ours from
Instagram and finding out that you loved again will kill me.
Ignore me, baby.
Don't let me come back.
Otherwise, yeah, shit, I'm going to call you. I'm going to miss you more.
Ignore me, baby.
Don't let me come back.
Otherwise, yeah, shit, I'm going to look for you.
I'm going to forget why it ended.
It didn't work, but almost. It didn't work, but almost, but almost.
Love is not supposed to be a Netflix series, a copycat like Jetix.
The neighborhood kids would be trending. Today neither are Fiats entering.
It already calls us all of life. Relationships are thrown away very easily.
Everything has become so fragile. Ours remained almost.
It didn't work, but almost, but almost.
Thinking about you when I kiss someone else. Delete ours from
Instagram and finding out that you loved again will kill me. Ignore me, baby.
Don't let me come back.
Otherwise, yeah, shit, I'm going to call you. I'm going to miss you more.
Ignore me, baby.
Don't let me come back.
Otherwise, yeah, shit, I'm going to look for you.
I'm going to forget why it ended.
It didn't work, but almost.
It didn't work, but almost, but almost.