El Golpe
Bebe
The Hit
In the pores of your skin
A thousand sweet promises nest
Digging around, I found
That damage is always compensated
In the pores of your skin
Mistakes weigh heavier each time
Every tear of bile
That spills like thick oil
The path is doubtful
And you don't know which way to go
Figure out what's right or wrong
Time runs
Downhill on skates
And it has no brakes
Until you make the hit
Time flies
Like forgotten papers flying
And it doesn't even stop to drink to recover
But how beautiful your smile is
Like that woman who knows how to seduce
The rice burns in the kitchen
Look closely, pay attention, look, look, look
How beautiful your smile is
Like that woman who knows how to seduce
The rice burns in the kitchen
And the phone never stops ringing
Either you pick it up or I won't call back
Time runs
Downhill on skates
And it has no brakes
Until you make the hit
Time flies
Like forgotten papers flying
And it doesn't even stop to drink to recover
The phone never stops ringing
Either you pick it up or I won't call back
Time runs
Downhill on skates
And it has no brakes
Until you make the hit
Time flies
Like forgotten papers flying
And it doesn't even stop to drink to recover
