Bala Perdida (Spanish for Stray Bullet) fires straight into the heart of self-doubt and messy love. Beret paints a picture of someone who confuses affection with necesidad, breaks apart only to understand himself better, and realizes that the only true lifesaver is the person staring back from the mirror. Amid clever wordplay like “si el amor fuese ciego, sólo nos enamoraríamos de la oscuridad,” the singer questions society’s so-called “normal,” laughs at fate’s coin tosses, and admits that he often prefers honest brokenness to polished lies.
Behind the upbeat urban-pop vibe lies a raw confession: the narrator feels like a stray bullet, shot from life’s own pistol, ricocheting between loneliness, fear, and the hope of genuine connection. He owns his chaos, refuses quick fixes, and invites us to jump with him “al desastre” if that is the only way to be truly happy. In short, the song is a powerful reminder that embracing our cracks, rather than hiding them, is what finally sets us free.