La Estrategia (versión cumbia) (part. Desakta2 y Fede Mestre)

I know it’s never good to show up, that I shouldn’t call her
It should seem like I’m okay, that I’ve moved on from her
Still, I know it was her choice and I have to respect that
And I have to hold back this hope of loving her again

If I play my cards right maybe one day I’ll make her cry
And it’s not that I want her to suffer, I just want her not to deny
That even though I did nothing wrong, maybe my fears got the best of me
If I play my cards right maybe one day she’ll come back and fall for me

Doing everything perfectly, to see if I can win you over
And finding the perfect excuse, to let you know that I’m still here
And to make that call, to show that I still exist
The strategy doesn’t matter, I just want to hear your voice

I don’t want to keep playing
Like my friends decide what I do
The truth is I’m drowning
Swallowing my words, not saying that I miss you
And not saying that I love you

It hurts so much that you left, I’m begging for some numbness
A heart bleeds out while yours has amnesia
Doesn’t remember that night we swore we’d be forever
That we’d give it all to love each other
That parallel universe where you still love me
Is the cure for these moments of pain that hurt so much
It hurts so much being abandoned, I gave you all I had
And the more love I give, the more you sharpen it and wound me

I don’t want to keep playing
Like my friends decide what I do
The truth is I’m drowning
Swallowing my words, not saying that I miss you
And not saying that I love you

I’ve heard out there that you forgot me and that you’re not sad anymore
That there’s someone else and you don’t care about what you once felt for me
And I won’t lose hope, I dream that you lied to them
And that you’re using the same strategy I used when you left

I don’t want to keep playing
Like my friends decide what I do
The truth is I’m drowning
Swallowing my words, not saying that I miss you
And not saying that I love you