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Genius English Translations - Milo J Y Peso Pluma Una Bala English Translation Lyrics

[Verse 1: Milo j]
I have a wandering heart, and today I find myself without my lady
Where is the love? Your gaze
I know you hate me, but to this day, I keep asking the moon
If you also imagine me staying awake
And I don't give a damn about gifts and money
I truly loved you I'm sincere
I never opened my heart to you, and I never spoke of my desires
I asked God for a chance, a bullet
I want to know if this is really a goodbye or a see you later
I don't fly without your love, give me wings
I still haven't forgotten your moments, no mattеr how small they may have been, and becausе I didn't know how to love you, they were
I feel the need to ask what would have become of us
In another life, perhaps, because the one who kisses you awake in this one is someone else

[Chorus: Milo J]
If missing you were an art
I would paint pictures with your face worth a million
I want to see you and not dream of you
But it's my fault for not allowing myself that luxury
If missing you were an art
I would paint pictures with your face worth a million
I want to see you and not dream of you
But it's my fault for not allowing myself that luxury

[Verse 2: Peso Pluma]
I said I wanted to leave
I was acting tough so you'd stay here
I always wanted you to be there
But it was my fault, as I never showed you off
And we did it slowly, I still love you
I couldn't find the WhatsApp photos, I feel like I'm losing
I keep looking for you in that bitter drink
Until I don't feel you, I'll keep drinking
No, don't leave me alone, I want to feel your warmth once more
Because when you're with me in the car, listening to reggaeton
I'm a human and I make mistakes, I apologize
I apologize
[Chorus: Peso Pluma & Milo J, Both]
If missing you were an art
I would paint pictures with your face worth a million
I want to see you and not dream of you
But it's my fault for not allowing myself that luxury
If missing you were an art
I would paint pictures with your face worth a million
I want to see you and not dream of you
But it's my fault for not allowing myself that luxury