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La veo llegar, segura al caminar
No busca atención, igual la suele provocar
Yo no me confundo, sé cómo es su realidad
Ella no promete nada, solo deja pasar

No cree en cuentos ni en falsedad
Prefiere hechos, no hablar de más
Si me mira fijo no es casualidad
Pero tampoco me da seguridad

No la llamo tarde, sé que no va a estar
Si se pierde de noche no va a explicar
Baila sin miedo, no mira atrás
Vive su movie, no quiere más

Ella no llora, ella factura
Rompe corazones con su cintura
Si se va conmigo es casualidad
Mañana no le pregunto dónde está

Copa en la mano, mirada dura
Mente clara, vida segura
Yo sé que no juega a sentimental
Solo se mueve cuando siente algo real

Ella no llora, ella factura
Dueña del juego, mente madura
Si se va conmigo es casualidad
Mañana no le pregunto dónde está

Ella no espera, ella disfruta
Yo solo sigo si ella me invita
Si se va conmigo es casualidad
Mañana no le pregunto dónde está

Oh-oh-oh
Se mueve sola, sin explicación
Oh-oh-oh
No pide nada, solo acción

Oh-oh-oh
Yo no la amarro, no la atrapo
Oh-oh-oh
Ella decide cuándo escapamos

Ella no llora, ella factura
Rompe corazones con su cintura
Si se va conmigo es casualidad
Mañana no le pregunto dónde está

Ella no llora, ella factura
Yo ya entendí su forma dura
Si se va conmigo es casualidad
Mañana no le pregunto dónde está

Se va tranquila, nadie la vio
Yo no reclamo, así se dio
Si mañana no vuelve, normalidad
Ella es libre, así es la verdad

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I see her coming, confident as she walks
She doesn't seek attention, yet she often provokes it
I'm not confused, I know what their reality is like
She doesn't promise anything, she just lets things happen

He doesn't believe in stories or falsehoods
He prefers facts, not talk
If he stares at me, it's not by chance
But it doesn't give me any confidence either

I don't call her late, I know she won't be there
If he gets lost at night, he won't be able to explain
Dance without fear, don't look back
He lives his own life, he doesn't want anything more

She doesn't cry, she bills
She breaks hearts with her waist
If she comes with me, it's just a coincidence
I won't ask him where he is tomorrow

Glass in hand, hard gaze
Clear mind, secure life
I know he's not playing the sentimental card
It only moves when it feels something real

She doesn't cry, she bills
Owner of the game, mature mind
If she comes with me, it's just a coincidence
I won't ask him where he is tomorrow

She doesn't wait, she enjoys
I only follow if she invites me
If she comes with me, it's just a coincidence
I won't ask him where he is tomorrow

Oh-oh-oh
It moves on its own, without explanation
Oh-oh-oh
He asks for nothing, only action

Oh-oh-oh
I don't tie her up, I don't trap her
Oh-oh-oh
She decides when we escape

She doesn't cry, she bills
She breaks hearts with her waist
If she comes with me, it's just a coincidence
I won't ask him where he is tomorrow

She doesn't cry, she bills
I already understood his harsh way
If she comes with me, it's just a coincidence
I won't ask him where he is tomorrow

She leaves calmly, nobody saw her
I'm not complaining, that's just how it happened
If he doesn't return tomorrow, things will go back to normal
She is free, that's the truth

Escrita por: Jean Ady Auguste