Muriendo de Envidia (part. Eliades Ochoa)

The flowers, the stars, and the beautiful sea are dying of envy
Because God made you, Lola
More beautiful than all of them
The flowers, the stars, and the beautiful sea are dying of envy
Because God made you, Lola
More beautiful than all of them

If one day, God forbid, I lose my money and my talent
I swear to all those present that I will die
Equally content
If one day God takes away everything He has given me so far
Nothing will matter to me
As long as you wake up by my side

Nothing will matter to me
As long as you wake up by my side (how?)
Nothing will matter to me
As long as you wake up by my side
Nothing will matter to me
As long as you wake up

The flowers, the stars, and the beautiful sea are dying of envy
Because God made you, Lola
More beautiful than all of them

The Madrileño!
They are dying of envy (how, how?)
Stay here tonight, don't come tomorrow
Because you won't find Tangana

With your Kardashian style
All the cats envy you
They are dying, baby
They are dying of envy (how is it?)
Listen to how it sounds
Dying of envy (that's it)
Dying of envy (how free it is)
Dying of envy (come on)
Dying of envy (they don't)
Dying of envy