PARAISO (daña)

[Part I]

I look for you in heaven
I wasted so much time

There is shine in your eyes, magic that could kill me
And tonight evil became an art
You are all pink, with a scent that is late
Under my nose you are trustworthy
There is shine in your eyes, magic that could kill me
Tonight evil became an art
You are all pink, with a scent that is late
Under my nose you are trustworthy

I look for you in heaven
Did you hide or what? I did not find you

There is an ace on my waist, but I see your voracious gaze
Up your sleeve there is an ace, you made me sweat
I never aspired to your aspiration
You are that fatal dream before
You are what mommy said not to get close to, ah-ah
Worse than an Akashic record, astral travel
You illuminate, you hallucinate, you solve, you excite

There is shine in your eyes, magic that could kill me
And under my nose you are trustworthy

[Part II]

Tell Milo what I sew, vo
We're going to hit a drugged girl
Tomorrow you won't be able to go there to work

I got lucky just now
I have a strange life and a hottie from Spain
If fame haunts me, it is that it still caresses and damages
Good, but not so good, if I waste it, I don't know what to do
If yesterday haunts me, it is that it still caresses and damages

Today I woke up with two bodies at dawn due to crazy things at dusk
I keep thinking about why it feels so strange to live so well now
If I waste, it's because I don't know what to do
If fame haunts me, it is that it still caresses and damages, damages

I got lucky just now
This melody is burning, it feels alone (ah, ah)

I woke up at 6, I haven't seen the light since 8
I entered that VIP with aesthetic clothes and red words
Jurisdiction was lost on the other side of my bed
Naked in the morning, but it's not for love
I am in such a state of loneliness that I love embracing sin
I look with googly eyes at some bastard's sunflowers
One or another closed bag of very dubious origin
Reception with latency and the ear makes me: tss-tss

Today I woke up with two bodies at dawn due to crazy things at dusk
I keep thinking about why it feels so strange to live so well now
If I waste, it's because I don't know what to do
If fame haunts me, it is that it still caresses and damages

[Part III]

Paradise, gram and dust
There are more around, but without you, I'm alone
Ay-lai-lai-la, ay-lai-lai-la
(Did you hide or what? I didn't find you)
Paradise, gram and dust
There are more around, but without you, I'm alone
Ay-lai-lai-la, ay-lai-lai-la
(Did you hide or what? I didn't find you)

I'm laughing with your girl today
With the container from home for the beer I go
Today is not worth it, if I am your girl
What in you is only a carcass, a fable of thieves, eh, yeah!
Sale of smoke and vapors, eh, yeah!
Tie your shoelaces, listen!
Go finish school, hey (concha tu madre!)
Hey, hey, hey