ESTRELLA APAGADA English Translation Lyrics by Recycled J
To-to’s secrets on Instagram
Double life like Spider-Man
The flip side of what you admire
Fisher-Price’s broken toys
Lights and fire to work
All of this seems like Tomorrowland
Drugs and joints to work
Just comes to shine
Shine, shine my star
Shine, shine my star
Scream, follow my trail and catch
Shi-shine, shine my star
Shine, shine my star
Watch my star shine, girl (Ah)
I write for other artists, ah
I’ve become a materialist, ah
Names crossed off my list, ah
I don’t feel anything if you poke me, ah
If I speak, the press lynches me, ah
I stay silent and the offers inflate, ah
Separate the bone from the meat
Just came to shine
I am all pain and charisma
A firefly among these moths
Since they don’t shine, they want to put me out
I fly among them zigzagging
The more I rise, the more their envy grows
Me, who is all pain and charisma
My whole life compressed into a WinRAR
In a snap, it’s ten years ago
Where have freestyle and tapes gone?
The game looks different now
Here you fly or sprint, smell or paint
Few artists to trust
I hit fifth gear a long time ago
I became the best of my class
Obsessed with getting on the charts
I stopped caring about your pretty face
Mommy, I’m losing you, give me a clue
I can’t find my place not even on Idealista
I thought I would love these views
But the top isn’t as they paint it
Go ahead, toast, open another bottle
In case I screw it all tomorrow
But she doesn’t toast, she gets offended
Grabs her Bimba bag and leaves
Shi-shine, shine my star
Shine, shine my star
Scream, follow my trail and catch
Shi-shine, shine my star
Shine, shine my star
Watch my star shine, girl (Ah)
I write for other artists, ah
I’ve become a materialist, ah
Names crossed off my list, ah
I don’t feel anything if you poke me, ah
If I speak, the press lynches me, ah
I stay silent and the offers inflate, ah
Separate the bone from the meat
Just came to shine
I’ll have in bed a gringa named Belinda
Ready to kill me or screw me
She keeps jumping, asking for it
And the money not invoiced
Wants me to stay and get the Green Card
To leave behind what’s on the other side
Then she yells and starts recording
“Daddy, it’s just one more hit”
I’d dance with any girl on the dance floor
To get your face out of my mind
Because if you’re not here, my star doesn’t shine
And if you don’t guide me, I can’t find you
I’ll look for your ass in all the magazines
While you’re screwing a footballer
I lost my mind a long time ago
Shine, my extinguished star dances (Uh-ah!)
Rise, rise!