Con Lo Bien Que Yo Estaba Sola is a playful confession from a woman who thought she had mastered the art of being single. With cheeky humor, she lists the tiny household invasions that love brings: two glasses of wine, a forgotten toothbrush that crowns itself king of the cup, a pair of pants dangling in her closet, and finally the robe that hijacks her bathroom door. Each object marks another step in her lover’s quiet conquest of her once-perfect solitude.
Behind the amusing inventory lies a tender truth. No matter how proudly independent she is, the chill of an empty bed makes her crave the warmth of shared sheets. The song swings between seasons—cold nights that beg for cuddles and hot days that ignite passion—mirroring the push-and-pull between freedom and intimacy. By the end, she admits that life “lived solo” can be delightfully calm yet unbearably cold without the heat of love. Las Migas wrap this realization in lively Spanish rhythms, inviting us to laugh at how love barges in, rearranges the furniture, and still makes everything feel just right.