PINK CAKE (part. Gael Valenzuela)

A little bag of pink powder here, in my hand
I got a girl next to me, but I still miss you
And I can't forget you, no matter how many years go by
Just tell me what you did to me, I still haven't healed
You were my medicine when I was feeling low
And I hurt your feelings, you haven't forgiven me

You my pink rose, I wanna see you
Touch your skin and kiss you
You my baby girl, pretty with your silky skin
You drive me crazy, turn me into whatever you want
Dance, dance, brown girl
Pretty with your cinnamon skin
A voice that poisons me and that body that shapes

Nothing heals the feeling that stayed with you
It's cold here in Madrid, and you used to be my warmth
Now because of you, I'm always distracted
I've downed a thousand bottles, but I can't forget
You know well, even your family are witnesses
That I always cared, I didn't wanna be your friend
You my pink rose, I wanna see you
Touch your skin and kiss you
You my baby girl, pretty with your silky skin
You drive me crazy, turn me into whatever you want
Dance, dance, brown girl
Pretty with your cinnamon skin
A voice that poisons me, that body that shapes.