More songs by Mon Laferte
Description
Vocal, Associated Performer: Mon Laferte
Electric Guitar, Recording Engineer: Sebastián Aracena
Producer, Executive Producer, Keyboards, Performance Arranger, Recording Engineer: Manú Jalil
Drums: Miguel Buenrostro
Double Bass: Aarón Cruz
Trombone: Leo Diaz
Lyricist, Composer: Norma Monserrat Bustamante Laferte
Recording Engineer: Jorge Valdés
Recording Engineer: Mario Mata
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Nacho Sotelo
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Daniel Castle
A& R Director: Gonzalo Herrerías
A& R Coordinator: Elida Ibarra
Lyrics and translation
Original
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall. Faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova, a champagne supernova in the sky.
Wake up the dawn and ask her why. A dreamer dreams she never dies.
Wipe that tear away now from your eye.
Slowly walking down the hall. Faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova, a champagne supernova.
'Cause people believe that they're gonna get away for the summer.
But you and I, we live and die. The world's still spinning 'round.
So now why, why, why, why, why?
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall. Faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova, a champagne supernova.
'Cause people believe that they're gonna get away for the summer.
But you and I, we live and die.
The world's still spinning 'round.
So now why, why, why, why, why?
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
We were getting high. We were getting high.
We were getting high.
We were getting high. We were getting high.
We were getting high.
We were getting high.
We were getting high. We were getting high.
We were getting high.