Recycled J – Selecta Motorseries #07 Lyrics English Translation by Selecta
Twenty missed calls (Oh, oh-oh)
The phone turned off, she dancing on top of me
(Se-se) She bites her lip and looks at me (Looks at me)
I’ll never forget it as long as I live
That night in your car, devouring each other
It seemed like a dream until it ended
She never had an owner, no one taught her
To tie up her hair and spring into action
She flies like a butterfly (Shh), stings like a big knife
There are those who ask for permission, she asks for forgiveness
Her lips, red with passion, and her stiletto heels
She carries a sin in her purse and a lock for your heart
Rise, rise!
Twenty missed calls
Days that feel like years, years that feel like days
(Si-si) I always hate goodbyes
Si-si (Yours) yours I won’t forget
All the times I promised you, it would be forever and I always left
How the stupid things I sometimes told you and never meant sting
She flies like a butterfly (Shh), on Fridays at Alerón
She’s got flair and charisma, almost as much as me
She’s one in a million and that’s the gospel truth, are we on or not?
Lives life fast, fast, and rips my shirt like Camarón
Rise, rise!
Like a butterfly, you, me
I went from flower to flower
Like a butterfly, you, me
Our love flew away
Like a butterfly, you, me
I went from flower to flower
Like a butterfly, you, me
Our love flew away
Like a papi—
Like a papi—