Текст и перевод песни Angel Well feat. Drago - Contestame

Contestame

20 llamadas perdidas
¿No se que te pasa estas buscando la huida?
Shorty si te vas conoces la salida
Y no por telefono botemos la saliva

Contestame
Es tarde pa′ llamarte, pero a ese charro cuentale
(Cuentale)
Que te pasas pensando que inventar
Pa' meterte en mi cama,
Siempre lo dejas en la rama
Tu por el no sientes nada, solo que estas acostumbrada
Vente conmigo

Ahora solo confias en tu desconfianza
Mucho amor, mucha mentira, gente falsa
No esperes por nadie, shorty solo avanza
Te cansaste de todo y botaste la balanza
A los sentimientos le puso patinaje
Los metio en una maleta y los mando de viaje
Siempre me la encuentro parece espionaje
Ahora si no es en la disco no mueve ese nalgaje
"Lo que no esta no hace falta"
Arriba la botella levanta
A ella le rezan y no es santa
Bailando en la pista ella se gasta

Contestame
Es tarde pa′ llamarte, pero a ese charro cuentale
(Cuentale)
Que te pasas pensando que inventar,
Pa' meterte en mi cama
Siempre lo dejas en la rama
Tu por el no sientes nada, solo que estas acostumbrada
Vente conmigo

Cuentale que estas aburrida
Apenas te toca estas confundida
Mami yo soy tu escape, soy tu salida
La vida habitual te tiene consumida
Por eso tu te escapas, te buscas un lío
El no sabe que paso dentro de ti metido
Se que a veces te miento, que no soy tuyo
Me callo con un beso con eso concluyo
Y por videollamada me dice que esta mojada
Quiere que yo le cante, me modela sin pijama

Shorty coge el celular
Yo se que es tarde pa' llamar
Cuando quieras me puedes marcar
Sin demora con pila te vo′a contestar
Tu si exactamente sabes lo que pasa
Me llama cuando esta aburrida sola en casa
Esta situacion me tiene pa′ las masas
Aborrecio' todo el dia, fumando en la terraza

Answer Me

20 missed calls,
Don't know what's up with you, tryna run away?
Shorty, if you go, you know the door,
Don't waste time on the phone, let's cut to the chase.

Answer me,
It's late to call you, but tell that dude,
(Tell him)
You're always thinking of ways to make up,
To get into my bed,
You always leave him hanging.
You don't feel anything for him, you're just used to it.
Come with me.

Now you only trust your distrust,
Too much love, too many lies, fake people,
Don't wait for anyone, shorty, just keep moving,
You got tired of everything and threw away the scale,
You put roller skates on your feelings,
You put them in a suitcase and sent them away,
I always run into her, feels like espionage,
Now if she's not in the club, she's not moving that booty,
'What's not there won't be missed.'
Raise the bottle up,
They pray to her, but she's not a saint,
Dancing on the floor, she spends herself.

Answer me,
It's late to call you, but tell that dude,
(Tell him)
You're always thinking of ways to make up,
To get into my bed
You always leave him hanging.
You don't feel anything for him, you're just used to it.
Come with me.

Tell him you're bored,
When he touches you, you're confused,
Baby I'm your escape, I'm your way out,
Your everyday life consumes you,
That's why you escape, you get yourself into trouble,
He doesn't know what's going on inside you,
I know that sometimes I lie, that I'm not yours,
I shut up with a kiss, with that I conclude,
And on video call she tells me she's wet,
She wants me to sing to her, she models without pajamas.

Shorty pick up the phone
I know it's late to call,
When you want you can call me,
I'll answer you right away
You know exactly what's going on
He calls when he's bored and alone at home
This situation has me going crazy
I hate the whole day, smoking on the terrace.