Picture waking up after a wild night out: head spinning with tantas copas, white hotel-sheet alarm clocks, and a stranger hastily collecting his things. That is exactly where Natti Natasha starts “Vendaje.” Over sleek urban beats, she confesses that the man beside her was never the real target of her desire. He was just una medicina—a quick painkiller meant to numb the sting of missing her true love. The Dominican star fires off instructions like a checklist: grab your watch, forget my number, and be gone before sunrise.
The hook revolves around the word vendaje (bandage), highlighting the song’s central idea: casual sex can temporarily cover heartbreak, but it can’t heal it. Instead of romanticizing the hookup, Natti exposes its emptiness with unapologetic honesty and a touch of humorous sass. The result is a catchy, relatable anthem about trying to patch up love wounds with the wrong remedy—and realizing the cure is still the person who broke your heart in the first place.