La Pared (part. DELLAFUENTE)
Cuéntale
La pared (la pared)
Tiene la' marca' nuestra'
Lowlight
Que no, que sí, tanto que sí, que no
Tanta' que pasan por su habitación (tanto)
Tanto fingir que no es amor (no, no)
Pero guarda foto' en el iPhone
Que no, que sí, tanto que sí, que no
Tanta' que pasan por su habitación
Tanto fingir que no siente ese amor (ese amor)
Y aunque se empeña, sabe que es amor
Cuéntale
Que tú cuenta' la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que te llevó a Londres, nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria te lo regaló a ti, pero es un secret
Cuéntale
Que yo cuento la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que me llevó a Londres, nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria me lo regaló a mí, pero es un secret
Cuéntale
Cuéntale (cuéntale)
Cuéntale
La pared tiene la' marca' nuestra'
Cura mi sed con agua de tormenta
Cuál es su game, si sabe la respuesta
La luna siempre sale con la noche puesta
Yo no quiero que te meta' con él en más lío'
Tú lo sabe' que no vale, que e' un saborío
Sé que está' en la cama, sin él hace frío
Van tre' día que no te llama y ya te entra el bajío
Y rum-rum monta, subo yo primera
No termina esta guerra, a mí me desespera, eh-eh
Siente cómo acelera
Si quiere curva', esta no e' la carretera
Cuéntale
Que tú cuenta' la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que te llevó a Londres, nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria te lo regaló a ti, pero es un secret
Cuéntale
Que yo cuento la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que me llevó a Londres, nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria me lo regaló a mí, pero es un secret
Y yo no sé de qué se asusta
Si tiene' toíto' lo que le gusta
Le diré todo lo que nunca dije
Porque al final siempre te busca (te busca)
Y yo no sé de qué se asusta
Si soy yo quien tiene' toíto' lo que le gusta
Le diré todo lo que nunca dije
Porque al final siempre me busca
Cuéntale
Que tú cuenta' la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que te llevó a Londre', nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria te lo regaló a ti, pero es un secret
Cuéntale
Que yo cuento la' hora' pa' volverle a ver
Que me llevó a Londre', nadie sabe que
Ese Victoria me lo regaló a mí, pero es un secret
Cuéntale
Cuéntale
Cuéntale
Cuéntale, Della
The Wall (feat. DELLAFUENTE)
Tell him
The wall (the wall)
Has our marks
Lowlight
That no, that yes, so much yes, that no
So many that pass through his room (so much)
So much pretending it’s not love (no, no)
But he keeps photos on his iPhone
That no, that yes, so much yes, that no
So many that pass through his room
So much pretending he doesn’t feel that love (that love)
And even though he tries, he knows it’s love
Tell him
That you count the hours to see him again
That he took you to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to you, but it’s a secret
Tell him
That I count the hours to see him again
That he took me to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to me, but it’s a secret
Tell him
Tell him (tell him)
Tell him
The wall has our marks
Quench my thirst with stormwater
What’s his game, if he knows the answer
The moon always comes out with the night on
I don’t want you to get into more trouble with him
You know it’s not worth it, he’s a loser
I know you’re in bed, it’s cold without him
It’s been three days since he called you and you’re feeling down
And rum-rum goes up, I’m first in line
This war doesn’t end, it drives me crazy, eh-eh
Feel how it speeds up
If he wants curves, this isn’t the highway
Tell him
That you count the hours to see him again
That he took you to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to you, but it’s a secret
Tell him
That I count the hours to see him again
That he took me to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to me, but it’s a secret
And I don’t know what he’s scared of
If he has everything he likes
I’ll tell him everything I never said
Because in the end, he always looks for you (looks for you)
And I don’t know what he’s scared of
If I’m the one who has everything he likes
I’ll tell him everything I never said
Because in the end, he always looks for me
Tell him
That you count the hours to see him again
That he took you to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to you, but it’s a secret
Tell him
That I count the hours to see him again
That he took me to London, nobody knows that
That Victoria gave it to me, but it’s a secret
Tell him
Tell him
Tell him
Tell him, Della