1942 Lyrics in English Anuel AA

Grab a glass of Don Julio 1942 and step into Anuel AA’s late–night confession booth. Over a hypnotic trap beat, the Puerto Rican star mixes swagger with vulnerability as he bounces between jet-set flexes and raw admissions. He boasts about fast romances, flashing cash, and cruising around PR, yet every sip loosens his tongue: “el borracho no miente.” The liquor becomes truth serum, making him admit that fame changed him, that he’s haunted by a tug-of-war between the angel and devil on his shoulders, and that what he really craves is a lover who will “ámame vivo, no me ame’ muerto.”

At its core, “1942” is a toast to reckless nights and an appeal for something real beneath the glitter. Anuel pushes back against fake admirers, tells a skeptical partner she’s his “culito favorito,” and wrestles with whether love is even possible when money and power have “endemonió” him. The song’s hook invites another shot of top-shelf tequila, but the buzz only sharpens his need for authenticity: love him today, not when he’s gone. Between the braggadocio and the blurred phone calls at 3 a.m., Anuel AA serves up a portrait of a man who has everything except certainty—and he’s telling the whole truth, one pour at a time.