Al Buzon Lyrics – Ismael CM x Efecto SR
Al Buzon Ismael CM Lyrics (English Translation)
There have been several calls to the mailbox, babe
I don’t want to answer, my heart is numb
And you ignored me, you didn’t want to know anything about me
Tell me, what did you lose?
Why are you looking for me again, love?
Do you really miss me now or did they send you to hell?
I don’t want you to call me again
So you can play the victim again
Crying won’t do you any good anymore
Tell me, who are you trying to fool?
You’re going to be begging for us to get back together
But, believe me, that doesn’t matter to me
You were everything to me, but damn, I’m doing much better without you
Step aside, don’t be bothering me
I don’t care if you’ve missed me
It’s not that I held a grudge against you, but it’s good that things are much worse for you
Pura SR
Uh!
So pretty how you looked at me
How did you pretend?
I did believe that you loved me, I swallowed all your lies
I don’t want you to call me again
So that you can play the victim again
Crying won’t do you any good
Tell me, who are you trying to fool?
You’re going to be begging for us to get back together
But, damn, that doesn’t matter to me
You were everything to me, but damn, I’m doing much better without you
Move over, don’t be bothering me
I don’t care if you’ve missed me
It’s not that I held a grudge against you, but it’s good that things are much worse for you
Al Buzon Lyrics
No quiero que me vuelvas a llamar
Para que te hagas otra vez la víctima
Ya no te servirá llorar
Dime, ¿a quién quieres engañar?
Vas a estar rogando para que volvamos
Pero, créeme quе eso, no me va importando
Tú lo eras todo para mí, pеro al chile, me va mucho mejor sin ti
Hazte para un lado, no me estés chingando
No me interesa si me has extrañado
No es que te haya guardado rencor, pero qué bueno que te va mucho peo-o-or
Pura SR
¡Uh!
Tan bonito cómo me mirabas
¿Cómo le hacías para aparentar?
Yo sí creía que me querías, me tragué todas tus mentiras
No quiero que me vuelvas a llamar
Para que te hagas otra vez la víctima
Ya no te servirá llorar
Dime, ¿a quién quieres engañar?