Acuarela

Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Afro
Woh-oh
Afro

I am an astronaut
Who discovered your gaze and now I miss it
Your lips to breathe
Uh, mom, a little coffee in the morning
Music that heals the soul
With you, nothing is missing

You were made for me
Strawberry with mango, everything tastes like you
An imported flow, made in Paris
So perfect you deserve a GRAMMY, emphasis

You were made for me
Strawberry with mango, everything tastes like you
An imported flow, made in Paris
So perfect you deserve a GRAMMY, emphasis (Ozuna)

Baby, how are you? Baby, how are you?
I was hypnotized when I saw you walk
I couldn't hide it
Van Cleef collector with colors to match her clothes
Alone, without a circle, that's why you don't have to close it

And for the apartment, lower the Hennessy
Got to work late, which reminds me
Living without mentioning me, your watercolor is art
Let me touch you, I'm not even going to fight you

You were made for me
Strawberry with mango, everything tastes like you
An imported flow, made in Paris
So perfect you deserve a GRAMMY, emphasis

You were made for me
Strawberry with mango, everything tastes like you
An imported flow, made in Paris
So perfect you deserve a GRAMMY, emphasis