More songs by rusowsky
Description
The track is like a Friday night that starts with “just one shot” and ends with dancing in the dim light, where everything is more honest than in the spotlight. Club chaos, flirting with a slight Spanish accent, and the feeling that somewhere between “yo por ti me moría” and “no nos ve mi papa” lies teenage freedom - the kind where lips are painted with someone else's lipstick and the heart still believes in chance. Just a dance, just a weekend, just “con esa carita” - and it's as if the world can start all over again.