Dos Mujeres

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other
(What, what, what, what?)

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other
(What, what, what, what?)

One calls me saying I'm her life
The other calls me with restricted calls
To me, both are equally beautiful
I can't find a solution, reasons to leave them

If I fall sick in bed, one takes care of me
The other in bed is passionate fire
One unconditionally always my loyal friend
And when I fight with her, the other heals my wounds
That's why

She calls me restricted
She likes pleasure and danger
She tempts me to the forbidden
Every time she gets me into trouble

She calls me restricted
She likes pleasure and danger
She tempts me to the forbidden
Every time she gets me into trouble

Day by day I continue with this big problem
Fight after fight, discussion after discussion
I'm looking for a way out of this situation
Girl, tell me why

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other
(What, what, what, what?)

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other

One hardly goes out, she's a homebody
The other goes out whenever she feels like it
One makes me feel bad because I live with her
The other does anything to be with me
That's why

She calls me restricted
She likes pleasure and danger
She tempts me to the forbidden
Every time she gets me into trouble

She calls me restricted
She likes pleasure and danger
She tempts me to the forbidden
Every time she gets me into trouble

I arrive late at night, turn off the phone
We're on the decline, I act like I don't know anything
I check if I have a lipstick stain
I don't want to get in trouble with the woman at home

I try to give equal time to both of them
I'm confused, which one do I really want
This adventure will damage my relationship
Girl, tell me why

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other
(What, what, what, what?)

You keep losing control over me
But we're not even loving each other

(Rapping!)
I ask you, Luny
Hey, look, my brother, what should I do
A fight that decides which one is my woman
In the street, neither of them can be seen
Without the rope and without the goat, I'll stay
But the good captain knows how to navigate in two waters
(Daddy)
Barrio Fino