Baby K and Alvaro Soler drop us right into a hot, city-night snapshot: cigarettes glowing in the dark, tower blocks twinkling like constellations, and two ex-lovers trying (and failing) to keep their cool. In this bilingual flirtation, the pair admit they’re “bravi a dirci di no” – experts at saying no – yet their eyes, the candle flames, and even the city lights keep spilling their secrets. The repeated request “Non dire una parola” (Don’t say a word) is less about silence and more about holding back the three dangerous words that could pull them right back together.
At its heart, the song is a playful tug-of-war between freedom and irresistible chemistry. Baby K wants to dance alone, lipstick shining at midnight, convincing herself she doesn’t care; Alvaro recalls being trapped in her gaze, unable to confess how hard he has fallen. The beat is light and summery, but the lyrics pulse with tension: a love that crackles like a pistol and rumbles like thunder after a one-night storm. It’s the perfect anthem for anyone who’s ever tried to party their way past an old flame, only to find the memory flashing in every strobe light.