Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sofía , by - Mario Bautista. Release date: 21.02.2019
Song language: Spanish
Sofía(original) |
| Tu vida no es como la mía |
| Siento que algo quiere separar tu risa de mí |
| Tus labios carmín y es difícil, babe |
| Porque siempre estamos de hotel en hotel |
| No te veo en casa, te veo en el cóctel |
| Sé en cuántos cumpleaños mami yo falté |
| Intenté dártelo todo pero te fallé |
| Quédate conmigo hasta que salga el sol |
| Eres fría pero estás bañada en sudor |
| No quiero a otras mujeres |
| Porque cuando me faltas Sofía |
| Siempre son sábans frías |
| Copas vacías de gín |
| Busco en otras lo que no encontraré |
| Cuando me faltas Sofía |
| Siempre son sábans frías |
| Copas vacías de gín |
| Busco en otras lo que no encontraré |
| Sofía, tortura pensarte y no poder tocarte |
| Cuando estás sola miras mis fotos y les mis mensajes |
| Y sé que piensas en mí como yo en tí |
| Eres para mí aunque estemos separados |
| Te veo en Brasil en los magazines |
| Y en todas partes menos a mi lado |
| Cuando me faltas Sofía |
| Siempre son sábans frías |
| Copas vacías de gín |
| Busco en otras lo que no encontraré |
| Cuando me faltas Sofía |
| Siempre son sábans frías |
| Copas vacías de gín |
| Busco en otras lo que no encontraré |
| Quédate conmigo hasta que salga el sol |
| Erez fría pero estás bañada en sudor |
| Dime que me quieres |
| (translation) |
| your life is not like mine |
| I feel that something wants to separate your laughter from me |
| Your carmine lips and it's hard, babe |
| Because we are always from hotel to hotel |
| I don't see you at home, I see you at the cocktail |
| I know in how many birthdays mommy I was absent |
| I tried to give you everything but I failed you |
| stay with me until the sun comes up |
| You're cold but you're drenched in sweat |
| I don't want other women |
| Because when you miss me Sofia |
| They are always cold sheets |
| empty gin glasses |
| I look in others for what I will not find |
| When you miss me Sofia |
| They are always cold sheets |
| empty gin glasses |
| I look in others for what I will not find |
| Sofía, it tortures thinking about you and not being able to touch you |
| When you're alone you look at my photos and my messages |
| And I know that you think of me as I think of you |
| You are for me even if we are apart |
| I see you in Brazil in the magazines |
| And everywhere except by my side |
| When you miss me Sofia |
| They are always cold sheets |
| empty gin glasses |
| I look in others for what I will not find |
| When you miss me Sofia |
| They are always cold sheets |
| empty gin glasses |
| I look in others for what I will not find |
| stay with me until the sun comes up |
| You're cold but you're drenched in sweat |
| Tell me you Love Me |