Ojalá Pudiera (part. Homie !)

We're number, number one
(Homie) climb up

The light went out
And silence embraced me
The Moon looks at me
While I think of you

Baby, I miss you more today
I whispered looking at your picture and I know
That the most likely thing is that you won't come back
I told myself

I wish I had
Taken care of you well
I didn't calculate a goodbye so close
And less so cold, my life

I wish I could
Know if you're okay
I forgot to tell you that I loved you
And that you hurt me, baby

You were what I wanted to grow old with (grow old with)
But in this darkness, I can't see you anymore (I can't see)
Now I have extra seats at the table (table)
It makes me sad, my heart can't process it

Mom, come back, please, come back now
If you come back, I'll love you
I don't care about anyone else
If you're with me, mom, I move forward

Come back, please, come back now
If you come back, I'll love you
I don't care about anyone else
Come back with me, baby

I wish I had
Taken care of you well
I didn't calculate a goodbye so close
And less so cold, my life

I wish I could
Know if you're okay
I forgot to tell you that I loved you
And that you hurt me, baby

Sometimes we danced to
Two, even three songs in a row
Sometimes we drank rum
Other times, we took a photograph

From that unique movie that I got
A tiny particle, that's me
Begging for you to come back to my universe
The ace up my sleeve was just a verse

Now it fails me
I lost the battle

I wish I had
Taken care of you well
I didn't calculate a goodbye so close
And less so cold, my life

I wish I could
Know if you're okay
I forgot to tell you that I loved you
And that you hurt me, baby

The light went out
And silence embraced me
The Moon looks at me
While I think of you

Baby, I miss you more
I whispered looking at your picture and I know
That the most likely thing is that you won't come back
I told myself

I wish I had
Taken care of you well
I didn't calculate a goodbye so close
And less so cold, my life

I wish I could
Know if you're okay
I forgot to tell you that I loved you
And that you hurt me, baby

Get up
Oh, no, no
Piso, Piso 21, mom
Homie
Larry (I'm flying)