Malo
Bebe
Bad
You appeared one cold night
With the smell of dirty tobacco and gin
Fear was already running through me
As I crossed my little fingers behind the door
Your handsome boyish face
Time has been eating away at it through your veins
And your macho insecurity
Is reflected every day in my little tears
Not again, please
I'm tired and I can't take it anymore
Not again, my love, please
Don't yell, the children are sleeping
Not again, please
I'm tired and I can't take it anymore
Not again, my love, please
Don't yell, the children are sleeping
I will turn into fire
I will burn your iron first
And from the purple of my cheeks
Will come the courage to heal my wounds
Bad, bad, bad you are
You don't hurt who you love, no
Dumb, dumb, dumb you are
Don't think yourself better than women
Bad, bad, bad you are
You don't hurt who you love, no
Dumb, dumb, dumb you are
Don't think yourself better than women
The day is gray when you're here
And the Sun shines again when you leave
And the little sorrow in my heart
I have to swallow it with the hearth
My pretty little girl face
Has aged in silence
Every time you call me "whore"
Your brain gets smaller
Not again, please
I'm tired and I can't take it anymore
Not again, my love, please
Don't yell, the children are sleeping
Not again, please
I'm tired and I can't take it anymore
Not again, my love, please
Don't yell, the children are sleeping
I will turn into fire
I will burn your iron first
And from the purple of my cheeks
Will come the courage to heal my wounds
Bad, bad, bad you are
You don't hurt
Dumb, dumb, dumb you are
Don't think yourself better than women
Bad, bad, bad you are
You don't hurt who you love, no
Dumb, dumb, dumb you are
Don't think yourself better than women
I will turn into fire
I will burn your iron first
And from the purple of my cheeks
Will come the courage to heal my wounds
Bad, bad, bad you are
You don't hurt who you love, no
Dumb, dumb, dumb you are
Don't think yourself better than women
Bad, bad, bad you are
Bad you are because you want
Bad, bad, bad you are
Don't squeal at me, it hurts
You are weak and bad
And don't think yourself better than me nor anyone else
And now I smoke the cigarette
And I blow the smoke into your little heart
Because bad, bad, bad you are, you
Bad, bad, bad you are, yes
Bad, bad, bad you are always
Bad, bad, bad you are