Eh, 6
6 PM frente al río
Viéndono' los corazone'
Las moda' cayendo
Preguntas sin contestacione'
Mis sentimiento' cambian como estacione'
Y aunque en PR todo el tiempo es verano
Estoy pasando frío escuchando estas cancione'
Pensando en ti, pero no te emocione'
Porque no te vo'a escribir
¿Cuál de los dos es quien más va a sufrir?
No sé
Pero ojalá que seas tú, ojalá que seas tú
Pa' mí que vas a ser tú
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
Ey, ey
Tú ere' un boquete en PR
Por eso es que te esquivo
Ya no hay más poema' pa' ti
Este es el último que escribo
A-a vece' vienen los flashback
Tú y yo chingando agresivo
Te-te-te iba a llevar pa' Maya
Y no llegaste ni a Arecibo
La invitación de la playita se venció
Lo mejor de nosotro' nadie lo vio
O quizá fue que la vida nos mintió
Y tocó decir adiós
Y vivir como vivía ante' de conocerte
Viendo fotito' tuya'
Probando si soy fuerte
Las ola' con el viento
Los perro' y la suerte
Tenía miedo 'e perderte
Pero no má' que a la muerte
Ya estoy vivo
Gracia' a Dio', estoy vivo, eso es lo que importa
Yo me he enamora'o 515 vece', y contigo son 516
So eso no es na' nuevo
Toca seguir, pichar y olvidar
Y má' alante si hay que enamorarno' de nuevo
Nos volvemo' a enamorar
Tú sabe' que a mí me gusta estar así, enamora'o, pero
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
BOKeTE Video (MV)
Performed By: Bad Bunny
From Album: Debi Tirar Mas Fotos
Genre(s): Latin
Language: Spanish
Length: 3:36
Written by: Benito Martinez Ocasio
Released: January 5th, 2025
Year: 2025
Bad Bunny - BOKeTE Lyrics
Official
Eh, 6
6 PM by the river
Watching hearts
Trends fading
Questions without answers
My feelings change like the seasons
And even though in PR it's summer all the time
I'm feeling cold listening to these songs
Thinking of you—but don't get excited
Because I'm not going to write to you
Which of us is going to suffer more?
I don't know
But I hope it's you, I hope it's you
I'm pretty sure it'll be you
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
Hey, hey
You're like a pothole in PR
That's why I avoid you
No more poems for you
This is the last one I'll write
So-sometimes, I get flashbacks
You and me, making love aggressively
I was going to take you to Maya
But we didn't even make it to Arecibo
The beach invitation expired
The best of us—no one ever saw it
Or maybe life lied to us
And we had to say goodbye
And live like I did before I met you
Looking at your pictures
Testing my strength
The waves with the wind
The dogs and luck
I was afraid of losing you
But not more than of death
Now I'm alive
Thank God I'm alive—that's what matters
I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you, it's 516
So it's nothing new
It's time to move on, ignore, and forget
And later, if we have to fall in love again
We'll fall in love again
You know I like being like this—in love, but
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
6 PM by the river
Watching hearts
Trends fading
Questions without answers
My feelings change like the seasons
And even though in PR it's summer all the time
I'm feeling cold listening to these songs
Thinking of you—but don't get excited
Because I'm not going to write to you
Which of us is going to suffer more?
I don't know
But I hope it's you, I hope it's you
I'm pretty sure it'll be you
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
Hey, hey
You're like a pothole in PR
That's why I avoid you
No more poems for you
This is the last one I'll write
So-sometimes, I get flashbacks
You and me, making love aggressively
I was going to take you to Maya
But we didn't even make it to Arecibo
The beach invitation expired
The best of us—no one ever saw it
Or maybe life lied to us
And we had to say goodbye
And live like I did before I met you
Looking at your pictures
Testing my strength
The waves with the wind
The dogs and luck
I was afraid of losing you
But not more than of death
Now I'm alive
Thank God I'm alive—that's what matters
I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you, it's 516
So it's nothing new
It's time to move on, ignore, and forget
And later, if we have to fall in love again
We'll fall in love again
You know I like being like this—in love, but
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
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Spanish
Eh, 6
6 PM frente al río
Viéndono' los corazone'
Las moda' cayendo
Preguntas sin contestacione'
Mis sentimiento' cambian como estacione'
Y aunque en PR todo el tiempo es verano
Estoy pasando frío escuchando estas cancione'
Pensando en ti, pero no te emocione'
Porque no te vo'a escribir
¿Cuál de los dos es quien más va a sufrir?
No sé
Pero ojalá que seas tú, ojalá que seas tú
Pa' mí que vas a ser tú
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
Ey, ey
Tú ere' un boquete en PR
Por eso es que te esquivo
Ya no hay más poema' pa' ti
Este es el último que escribo
A-a vece' vienen los flashback
Tú y yo chingando agresivo
Te-te-te iba a llevar pa' Maya
Y no llegaste ni a Arecibo
La invitación de la playita se venció
Lo mejor de nosotro' nadie lo vio
O quizá fue que la vida nos mintió
Y tocó decir adiós
Y vivir como vivía ante' de conocerte
Viendo fotito' tuya'
Probando si soy fuerte
Las ola' con el viento
Los perro' y la suerte
Tenía miedo 'e perderte
Pero no má' que a la muerte
Ya estoy vivo
Gracia' a Dio', estoy vivo, eso es lo que importa
Yo me he enamora'o 515 vece', y contigo son 516
So eso no es na' nuevo
Toca seguir, pichar y olvidar
Y má' alante si hay que enamorarno' de nuevo
Nos volvemo' a enamorar
Tú sabe' que a mí me gusta estar así, enamora'o, pero
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
6 PM frente al río
Viéndono' los corazone'
Las moda' cayendo
Preguntas sin contestacione'
Mis sentimiento' cambian como estacione'
Y aunque en PR todo el tiempo es verano
Estoy pasando frío escuchando estas cancione'
Pensando en ti, pero no te emocione'
Porque no te vo'a escribir
¿Cuál de los dos es quien más va a sufrir?
No sé
Pero ojalá que seas tú, ojalá que seas tú
Pa' mí que vas a ser tú
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
Ey, ey
Tú ere' un boquete en PR
Por eso es que te esquivo
Ya no hay más poema' pa' ti
Este es el último que escribo
A-a vece' vienen los flashback
Tú y yo chingando agresivo
Te-te-te iba a llevar pa' Maya
Y no llegaste ni a Arecibo
La invitación de la playita se venció
Lo mejor de nosotro' nadie lo vio
O quizá fue que la vida nos mintió
Y tocó decir adiós
Y vivir como vivía ante' de conocerte
Viendo fotito' tuya'
Probando si soy fuerte
Las ola' con el viento
Los perro' y la suerte
Tenía miedo 'e perderte
Pero no má' que a la muerte
Ya estoy vivo
Gracia' a Dio', estoy vivo, eso es lo que importa
Yo me he enamora'o 515 vece', y contigo son 516
So eso no es na' nuevo
Toca seguir, pichar y olvidar
Y má' alante si hay que enamorarno' de nuevo
Nos volvemo' a enamorar
Tú sabe' que a mí me gusta estar así, enamora'o, pero
Ya ni quiero competir
Tú ere' linda, pero te gusta mentir
Quédate en tu viaje, que cuando aterrice
Nadie va a aplaudir, ey
Un día va' a ponerte vieja
Va' a mirar pa'trá' y te va' a arrepentir
De que lo más real que has tenido
En tu vida lo dejaste ir
English
Eh, 6
6 PM by the river
Watching hearts
Trends fading
Questions without answers
My feelings change like the seasons
And even though in PR it's summer all the time
I'm feeling cold listening to these songs
Thinking of you—but don't get excited
Because I'm not going to write to you
Which of us is going to suffer more?
I don't know
But I hope it's you, I hope it's you
I'm pretty sure it'll be you
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
Hey, hey
You're like a pothole in PR
That's why I avoid you
No more poems for you
This is the last one I'll write
So-sometimes, I get flashbacks
You and me, making love aggressively
I was going to take you to Maya
But we didn't even make it to Arecibo
The beach invitation expired
The best of us—no one ever saw it
Or maybe life lied to us
And we had to say goodbye
And live like I did before I met you
Looking at your pictures
Testing my strength
The waves with the wind
The dogs and luck
I was afraid of losing you
But not more than of death
Now I'm alive
Thank God I'm alive—that's what matters
I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you, it's 516
So it's nothing new
It's time to move on, ignore, and forget
And later, if we have to fall in love again
We'll fall in love again
You know I like being like this—in love, but
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
6 PM by the river
Watching hearts
Trends fading
Questions without answers
My feelings change like the seasons
And even though in PR it's summer all the time
I'm feeling cold listening to these songs
Thinking of you—but don't get excited
Because I'm not going to write to you
Which of us is going to suffer more?
I don't know
But I hope it's you, I hope it's you
I'm pretty sure it'll be you
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
Hey, hey
You're like a pothole in PR
That's why I avoid you
No more poems for you
This is the last one I'll write
So-sometimes, I get flashbacks
You and me, making love aggressively
I was going to take you to Maya
But we didn't even make it to Arecibo
The beach invitation expired
The best of us—no one ever saw it
Or maybe life lied to us
And we had to say goodbye
And live like I did before I met you
Looking at your pictures
Testing my strength
The waves with the wind
The dogs and luck
I was afraid of losing you
But not more than of death
Now I'm alive
Thank God I'm alive—that's what matters
I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you, it's 516
So it's nothing new
It's time to move on, ignore, and forget
And later, if we have to fall in love again
We'll fall in love again
You know I like being like this—in love, but
I don't even want to compete anymore
You're pretty, but you love to lie
Stay on your trip, because when you land
No one's going to clap, hey
One day, you'll grow old
You'll look back and regret
That the most real thing you ever had
In your life, you let it go
Writer: Benito Martinez Ocasio
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
