Escándalo Social - Joan Sebastian, Lucero

Creen que soy de lo peor

Que te pudiera pasar

Que tú eres un sol

Y yo tan salado como el mar.

Dicen que lo nuestro

Puede ser un cataclismo

O lo que es lo mismo

Una pesadilla

De la que debemos

Despertaaar.

Escándalo social

Lo hubieran dicho ayer

Porque ahora ya es muy tarde

Ya que esto está que arde

Sóplenleee, sóplenle.

Sóplenleee, sóplenle.

Creen que soy lo peor

Que te puede suceder

Cosas del amor

Cosas, cosas de hombre y mujer.

Siento que lo nuestro

Puede ser maravilloso

Es algo que gozo

Sin aún siquiera

Suceder.

They think I'm the worst

what could happen to you

that you are a sun

And me as salty as the sea.

They say that our

It can be a cataclysm

Or what is the same

A nightmare

of which we must

Wake up.

social scandal

they would have said it yesterday

Cause now it's too late

Since this is burning

Blow him, blow him.

Blow him, blow him.

They think I'm the worst

what can happen to you

Things of love

Things, things of men and women.

I feel that our

can be wonderful

It is something that I enjoy

without even

Happen.