Trust [English translation]

Lately you’ve been a little unsure

Between the shows and the tours

I’m barely home anymore

Lady

You gotta trust that I’m yours

I’d give it all up and more

And I'ma tell you again

If you didn’t know before

You cry, cry, cry

So many early mornings

I've told you that I love you

And you don't believe my words

Your addiction lies

Your instinct is wrong

I'm a new man

Don't worry at all

You cry, cry, cry

You doubt me

Maybe for my past (I'm not like that anymore)

The best thing about my past

Was meeting you

Baby

The number you used to find

The panties in the truck I would hide

And a love bite on my neck

with cheap excuses

That is all my past

I was shady

That’s who I used to be

But, baby, that’s not me

Not anymore

Let me tell you again

If you didn’t know before

You cry, cry, cry

So many early mornings

I've told you that I love you

And you don't believe my words

Your addiction lies

Your instinct is wrong

I'm a new man

Don't worry at all

You cry, cry, cry

You doubt me

Maybe for my past (I'm not like that anymore)

The best thing about my past

Was meeting you

A whole man

That feels proud

To find love

That holds his partner

And without pain the shout (wooo)

And all my ladies

That made playas fall in love

And took control (control)

The ones who use to cry

But don’t cry anymore

Scream (woooo)

You cry, cry, cry

So many early mornings

I've told you that I love you

And you don't believe my words

Your addiction lies

Your instinct is wrong

I'm a new man

Don't worry at all

You cry, cry, cry

You doubt me

Maybe for my past (I'm not like that anymore)

The best thing about my past

Was meeting you

Oye

You’re the only one

My baby's mom

Yo fui un patán

Sí, more than once

I'm being good

They don't believe my story

No no

When I go to concerts

I know

Nothing

But I don't blame her

If it had of been the other way round

We wouldn't be together

Speaking clearly

Without hairs on the tongue

I'm begging to stop this war

Tell her, tell her, tell her

Your womanly instinct

Was on point before (right on)

But right now, mami

You’re way off

After every show (el negro)

Like Sylvester Stallone

Hey crazy, you get home

You invested in me and my boy

Now I'm not about parting (not about partying)

I love women

Only it detains me

To think of you leaving me

We finish and I don't try them

Chamacas cooperan

You cry, cry, cry

So many early mornings

I've told you that I love you

And you don't believe my words

Your addiction lies

Your instinct is wrong

I'm a new man

Don't worry at all

You cry, cry, cry

You doubt me

Maybe for my past (I'm not like that anymore)

The best thing about my past

Was meeting you

• Artist:Romeo Santos
• Album:Formula Vol. 2