nebulaOne of the representatives of Alicante (originally from Ondara) Benidorm Festival 2024 and yesterday she qualified for the final with her song “Zorra”. this is one of the great thrills of the third edition The name of the competition that will determine the next representative of Spain in Eurovision.
Her message, compared to Rigoberta Bandini’s “Ay mama” message, which was much talked about in the last edition, is a cry for female empowerment, but also adds criticism of ageism.
Full lyrics of the song “Zorra”
You can find the full lyrics of the song here nebulaFor most people this is already favorite to gain victory next Sunday Benidorm Festival. Curiously, he says the word “bitch” 40 times:
I know I’m just a bitch
That my past is eating you up
I already know that I’m the black sheep
misunderstood, stone
I already know (I know) that I’m not the person you want
I understand (I know) that makes you desperate
But it’s my nature
Changing for you makes me lazy
I’m in a good moment
It was just a matter of time
I’ll take to the streets to shout out what I feel
to the four winds
If I go out alone I’m a bitch
If I have fun, the sluttiest
If I stretch it out and it’s daylight
I’m even more slutty
When I get what I want (bitch, bitch)
Never ’cause I deserve it (bitch, bitch)
And even though the world is eating me up
Not even a second is worth it
I’m in a good moment
It was just a matter of time
I’ll take to the streets to shout out what I feel
to the four winds
I’m in a good time (bitch, bitch)
Rebuilt inside (bitch, bitch)
And the bitch you were so afraid of got stronger
And now she’s a perfect bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Someone who is no longer in bad shape (bitch, bitch, bitch)
For whom everything is not important
Stone me, yes already
I’m a postcard bitch
I’m a real woman (bitch, bitch, bitch)
And if I act on instinct (bitch, bitch, bitch)
I will become a jackal from a fox, you will fall into thorns
I’m a picture postcard bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
I’m in a good moment
It was just a matter of time
I’ll take to the streets to shout out what I feel
to the four winds
I’m in a good place (bitch, bitch, bitch)
Rebuilt inside me (bitch, bitch, bitch)
And the bitch you were so afraid of got stronger
And now she’s a postcard whore