De Cora [English translation]

Latino Gang, Gang

Ra’ Rauw

I know you're doing well

I truly know you're doing fucking well

But I don't want to accept this at 1001

In Instagram you look hapoy

And your sky is not gray anymore

Babe, tell me with who

are you passing the hours

Tell me, who devours you?

My heart2hurts

And from the heart

I miss the taste of your mouth, yeah, yeah

I miss the taste of your mouth, eeeh

I miss the taste of your mouth...

Ra’ Rauw

I miss your smeel in the house, ye...

And your good coffee in my cup

I miss the breeze

When you would open the windows,

But now I don't have no one to open them

I don't have my sun anymore

Not even if I go to the beach

And even if it's at one hundred degrees,

It's always raining in the terrace

What I do is to look for you

Babe everywhere

Trying to fill what you took with you

And now, who saves me?

Tell me, who takes away from me the gray days?

Thereś not an angel landing from the sky

You wanted to fix it, but I never wanted, baby

J Balvin, man

Let go! Let go!

I know you're doing well

I truly know you're doing fucking well

But I don't want to accept this at 100

Over there you look hapoy

And your sky is not gray anymore

Babe, tell me with who

are you passing the hours

Tell me, who devours you?

My heart hurts

And from the heart

I miss the taste of your mouth

I miss savoring you

I call your body Picasso,

'Cause you're art

I'm forced to think about you

When mom3feels like mentioning you

I live in a novel4

Titi and Catalina,

But I drown my sorrows,

Behind the curtain

Now in the mornings

I don't see you in the kitchen

And at coffee time I have

to call the neighbor

Babe you're not Juliana,

But you indeed were bad

You left me empty

And took away my wings

Now, what I do without you?

Oh, oh, oh, oh…

The same you do without me...

Oh, oh, oh, oh…

Let go!

I know you're doing well

I truly know you're doing fucking well

But I don't want to accept this at 100

In Instagram you look hapoy

And your sky is not gray anymore

Babe, tell me with who

are you passing the hours

Tell me, who devours you?

My heart hurts

And from the heart

I miss the taste of your mouth, yeah, yeah

I miss the taste of your mouth, eeeh

I miss the taste of your mouth...

Ra’ Rauw

Rauw, hey

J Balvin, men

Rauw Alejandro

Latino Gang, Gang

J Balvin

We are the Familia

Calloway

Mo’ Mo’ Mosty

Say it to me Colla

J Balvin, men

Rauw Alejandro

Kenobi

Latino Gang Gang

Duars Entertainment

With the Sensei5

Oh yeah…

1. %2. 'cora' is the apocope of "corazón"3. ?4. soap opera5. plural