In Spain We Call It Soledad
Hi, I just wanna say hello
I was just taking a walk
In this deepness we belong to
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we say "it's amargura"
In Spain we say "ay, me desangro"
In Spain we say "qué coño hago"
In Spain we say "joder qué largo"
In Spain we call it soledad, ah ah ah ah
And now I'm in a plane to New York
And I don't know how do they name those feelings
And I don't know how to be on a plane
Without thinking you are not coming with me
Hi, I just wanna say hello (hola, hola)
I was just taking a walk (vámonos)
In this deepness we belong to
In Spain we call it soledad (soledad)
In Spain we say "it's amargura"
In Spain we say "ay, qué desastre"
In Spain we say "ay, me desangro"
"Llama a alguien, qué me muero
Que te quiero pero, ay, qué me muero"
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we don't know where to go
In Spain our feeling are so strong
Sometimes our hearts look like bombs
Bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs
In Spain we call it
In Spain we call it
In Spain we call it (venga)
Yeah, ¡que me marco un Mónica Naranjo!
¡Me marco un Mónica Naranjo! Eh
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we call it soledad
¡Mónica Naranjo te quiero!
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we call it
Hi
I was just taking a walk
In this deepness we belong to
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we say "it's amargura"
In Spain we say "ay, me desangro"
In Spain we say "qué coño hago"
In Spain we say "joder qué largo"
In Spain we call it soledad, ah ah ah ah
And now I'm in a plane to New York
And I don't know how do they name those feelings
And I don't know how to be on a plane
Without thinking you are not coming with me
Hi, I just wanna say hello (hola, hola)
I was just taking a walk (vámonos)
In this deepness we belong to
In Spain we call it soledad (soledad)
In Spain we say "it's amargura"
In Spain we say "ay, qué desastre"
In Spain we say "ay, me desangro"
"Llama a alguien, qué me muero
Que te quiero pero, ay, qué me muero"
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we don't know where to go
In Spain our feeling are so strong
Sometimes our hearts look like bombs
Bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs
In Spain we call it
In Spain we call it
In Spain we call it (venga)
Yeah, ¡que me marco un Mónica Naranjo!
¡Me marco un Mónica Naranjo! Eh
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we call it soledad
¡Mónica Naranjo te quiero!
In Spain we call it soledad
In Spain we call it
Hi
Credits
Writer(s): Paula Ribo Gonzalez, Stefano Maccarrone, Esteban Navarro Dordal
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