Miro el Reloj - J Alvarez , Jory Boy , Farruko перевод на английский

Miro el Reloj

Yo no puedo creer esto
Parece mentira en verdad
Mira la hora que es (Dímelo)
Miro el reloj
Y veo que es tarde (No entiendo)
Y no he recibido ni una llamada
(El teléfono ni suena)
Ni un mensaje de ti que diga
¿Cómo estas?
¿Cómo te va?
Sin embargo, acabo de ver la foto que subiste
Que bien la estas pasando (Bebé)
Espero que estés disfrutando (No, no)
Porque a mí
No me va igual que a ti (Igual que a ti)
Lo único que hago es pensar en ti (Pensar en ti yeah)
Oh, yeah
Porque a mí
No me va igual que a ti (Igual que a ti)
Lo único que hago es pensar en ti
A mí no me va igual
Lo único que hago es pensarte
Y el teléfono que no quiero llamarte
Llevo horas esperando tu llamada
Estoy al punto de desesperarme
Y dime, ¿Qué tú hicieras?
Si yo te hiciera lo mismo a ti
Eres una hechicera
Que quiere tener control de mí
Y dime, ¿Qué tú hicieras?
Si yo te hiciera lo mismo a ti
Eres una hechicera
Que quiere tener control de mí
Yo dando vueltas en mi cama
Pensando con quien estarás ahora
¿Por qué tanto demoras?
¿Siempre en responderme?
¿Será que ya no quieres verme?
No, yo no sabía que la traidora
Se le ocurra ser quien la valora
Tremenda jugadora
Llegaste a envolverme
Y con tus mentiras convencerme, no
Porque a mí
No me va igual que a ti
Lo único que hago es pensar en ti
Porque a mí
No me va igual que a ti
Lo único que hago es pensar en ti
Te llamo y no lo coges, estoy desde temprano
Tirándote al inbox, pero todo es en vano
Sé que estas en línea, pero tú no me contestas
Cuando llega el weekend, busca una excusa perfecta
Pa′ pelear hecha el martillo en ir a montarla
Comparte unos tacos, camisas y minifaldas
Después de la una empieza a subir las fotos
Roncando de millonaria, sin ganarse la loto
El que lleva las amigas del caserío y del barrio
Le escribo en las fotos y borra todos los comentarios
Le mando un mensaje y dice que no tiene carga
Y dice que quiere lo de ella, cuando de la disco salga
Miro el reloj
Y veo que es tarde
No he recibido ni una llamada
Ni un mensaje de ti, que diga
¿Cómo estás?
¿Cómo te va?
Sin embargo, acabo de ver la foto que subiste
Que bien la estás pasando (No, no)
Espero que estés disfrutando (Yeah)

I Look at the Clock

I can't believe this
It seems like a lie really
Look at the time (Tell me)
I look at the clock
And I see that it's late (I don't understand)
And I haven't received a single call
(The phone doesn't even ring)
Or a message from you saying
How are you?
How are you doing?
However, I just saw the photo you uploaded
That you're having a great time (Baby)
I hope you're enjoying yourself (No, no)
Because I
I'm not doing as well as you (As well as you)
All I do is think about you (Think about you yeah)
Oh, yeah
Because I
I'm not doing as well as you (As well as you)
All I do is think about you
I'm not doing well at all
All I do is think about you
And the phone that I don't want to call you
I've been waiting for your call for hours
I'm about to get desperate
And tell me, what would you do?
If I did the same to you
You're a witch
Who wants to have control over me
And tell me, what would you do?
If I did the same to you
You're a witch
Who wants to have control over me
Me tossing and turning in my bed
Thinking who you're with now
Why are you taking so long?
Always to answer me?
Is it because you don't want to see me anymore?
No, I didn't know that the traitor
Would happen to be the one who values her
Tremendous player
You came to wrap me up
And with your lies convince me, no
Because I
I'm not doing as well as you
All I do is think about you
Because I
I'm not doing as well as you
All I do is think about you
I call you and you don't pick up, I've been up since dawn
Throwing you into the inbox, but it's all in vain
I know you're online, but you're not answering me
When the weekend comes, you'll find a perfect excuse
To go fight and go and party
Share some tacos, shirts and miniskirts
After one o'clock you start uploading the photos
Snoring like a millionaire, without winning the lottery
The one who leads the girls from the ghetto and the neighborhood
I'll write to him in the photos and delete all the comments
I'll send him a message and he'll say his battery is dead
And he says he wants what's his, when he leaves the club
I look at the clock
And I see that it's late
I haven't received a single call
Or a message from you, that says
How are you?
How are you doing?
However, I just saw the photo you uploaded
That you're having a great time (No, no)
I hope you're enjoying yourself (Yeah)