(eh! hey! sí!)
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide
backstage whispers, corridor lights, lockers click like time,
sneakers on tile, your heartbeat syncs with mine.
flashing through the vents—crew with quiet eyes,
managers murmur, contracts hover like the sky.
locked dressing rooms, name tags face the wall,
they say it’s wrong, say we’ll stumble, say we’ll fall.
but in the dark between the sets and rolling tapes,
you pull me close and the whole world reshapes.
whispers hit the wires, headlines on repeat,
nuestro amor clandestino para evitar the beat.
they say “policy,” they say “don’t cross that line,”
pero tu mano en la mía — baby, that’s mine.
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide,
donde nadie puede ver, just you and i.
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide,
we move like thunder, quiet but alive.
paparazzi flashes like strobe-lit rain,
fan boards burn opinions, chorus of the pain.
managers calling late with legal pointed breaths,
contracts with clauses that try to cage our steps.
they write their stories, make us lines in their feeds,
but in the alley by the van, we plant our seeds.
stolen rooftop dinners, sneaking past the gates,
two names in one story while the rumor waits.
they talk about contracts, drama, how it’ll break the brand,
pero somos dos artistas with the world in our hands.
headlines want a scandal, tabloids want the fight,
we write our chorus at midnight, we choose the light.
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide,
donde nadie puede ver, just you and i.
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide,
we move like thunder, quiet but alive.
check it—tap, tap, clap, snap—
flash, dash, backstage map, step in, no cap.
managers plot, contracts got the dotted lines,
paper chains heavy, pero tu beso corta fines.
fans in the stands, ooh—murmurs in the night,
but we keep it tight—low key, high flight.
headline hunters chase, tabloids wanna bite,
we ghost through corridors, love in plain sight. (eh)
locked doors, whispered codes, crew that leans and stares,
we pass like secrets tucked into our layers.
killing it with attitude—steady, calm, polite,
somos fuego en la sombra, luz en la mic. (sí)
(hey! woo! somos fuego! we don’t hide!)
remember the first show, your hands in my coat,
the stairwell rendezvous, words we never wrote.
i know the stakes, the fans, the rules they try to bind,
pero contigo, babe, no fear can change my mind.
if they say it’s almost not allowed, i’ll bend the sound,
take every rumor, every rule, turn them upside down.
promise in whispers, vow beneath the stage light,
two souls in harmony, ready for the fight.
under the spotlight — somos fuego, we don't hide, (somos fuego!)
donde nadie puede ver, just you and i.
