Tengo Cosas Que Contarte (part. Mala Rodríguez y Tomatito)

Gotta sing to you like this
Sometimes it turns out better and sometimes worse
But in the way it's been made public
Can't sing any other way
At least giving my heart

Listen my love
No need to imagine you anymore
Can't find a way
And nothing compares
Trying to explain myself

You give me so much
Words can't express it
No distance that ends
Not a single book that clarifies
How to tell so much love

Not a single breath left that doesn't speak of you
Not a hug or a secret that doesn't mention you
Not a scorn or a lament, I only have
I only have

I have things to tell you
I have a world to give you
I have laughter, I have dance
I have ways to love you

I have a heart
A new flavor
Cotton bullets
Cardboard bombs
I have colorful wars

I thought I'd be fine
You said I could be
Dreams come true
I always found it hard to believe
I've felt the glass under my feet

Still not hanging medals
I'm used to taking hits, you know
But I told myself I won't stop, they'll see
I pull, I hit harder
Days are killed by shots
Beware of me

I'm not a godfather and without a hoop
Raised by my bastard mom
So I don't slip in the rain
Tickles don't faze me in the boldness
I'm the bad one and I don't shut up

I have a star on my forehead and I don't miss
And I'm tough for that, I already have calluses
A lot of stew, look, look what I do
Not a single breath left that doesn't speak of you
Not a hug or a secret that doesn't mention you

Not a scorn or a lament, I only have
I only have

I have things to tell you
I have a world to give you
I have laughter, I have dance
I have ways to love you

I have a heart
A new flavor
Cotton bullets
Cardboard bombs
I have colorful wars

I have, I have
I have, I have
I have things to tell you
I have a world to give you

I have laughter, I have dance
I have ways to love you
I have a heart
A new flavor
Cotton bullets
Cardboard bombs
I have colorful wars
But in the way it's been made public
Can't sing any other way
Thanks