Lyrics and translation
Original
Sé que me sigues amando y no encuentro lo que hacer. No encuentro lo que hacer.
Tú me tienes atrapado y eso me hace enloquecer. Enloquecer.
Agobiado y encerrado.
En la cara se me ve tu inquietud que me impide cambiar mi actitud. Cambiar mi actitud.
Te pido un favor, no me guardes rencor, pero esta relación no la quiero, mi amor, porque yo estoy claro que estoy bien conmigo. Conmigo.
Tú me pides el favor porque extrañas mi voz.
Quieres que te llame más y te diga: te amo, pero yo estoy claro que estoy bien conmigo.
Conmigo.
Conmigo.
Y esa labia chula.
Tuleo.
He tratado y tratado, pero no era suficiente.
Ni esfuerzo ni colados fueron puñales en mi mente.
Contigo tuve la suerte, pero tuve mala suerte de conocerte y no poder entenderte.
Te-- te pido un favor, no me guardes rencor, pero esta relación no la quiero, mi amor, porque yo estoy claro que estoy bien conmigo. Conmigo.
Tú me pides el favor porque extrañas mi voz.
Quieres que te llame más y te diga: te amo, pero yo estoy claro que estoy bien conmigo.
Conmigo.
Conmigo.
You know, as much as I keep thinking about it,
I gotta let you go.
I'm happy where I'm at, like forever.
English translation
I know you still love me and I can't find what to do. I can't find what to do.
You have me trapped and that makes me crazy. Go crazy.
Overwhelmed and locked up.
Your concern can be seen on my face, which prevents me from changing my attitude. Change my attitude.
I ask you a favor, don't hold a grudge against me, but I don't want this relationship, my love, because I am clear that I am fine with myself. With me.
You ask me a favor because you miss my voice.
You want me to call you more and tell you: I love you, but I am clear that I am fine with myself.
With me.
With me.
And that cool lip.
Tuleo.
I've tried and tried, but it wasn't enough.
Neither effort nor efforts were daggers in my mind.
I was lucky with you, but I was unlucky to meet you and not be able to understand you.
I-- I'm asking you a favor, don't hold a grudge against me, but I don't want this relationship, my love, because I'm clear that I'm fine with myself. With me.
You ask me a favor because you miss my voice.
You want me to call you more and tell you: I love you, but I am clear that I am fine with myself.
With me.
With me.
You know, as much as I keep thinking about it,
I gotta let you go.
I'm happy where I'm at, like forever.