Doña Pudor [English translation]

I remember Mrs. Modesty

I have childhood memories, I remember Mrs. Modesty

I remember she covered her body from feet to neck, hiding it all.

Her smile was a rotten one, because she never used it

That's why whenever she talked, nasty things came out, full of resentment

However, she was a decent one, because she never fell in love

But on her heated nights, Oh, how she regretted it all!

That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking

That sends me to another time, in another dimension

To a future spent in a solitary pantheon

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

Here comes the immoral one

Moving wildly because she's breaking with laughter

A lying laugh, because in her soul she cries

A laugh that's a barrier but does not console

She wanted to be different

Wed in white feeling loved

She wanted to be the pride of her poor family

But she had to be the one who maintained them

That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking

That sends me to another time, in another dimension

To a future spent in a solitary pantheon

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

Now I'm in this body

In this time, in this reincarnation

I understand the reasons they both had

It was the circumstances, their pain was a great one

But, what a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty!

That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking

That sends me to another time, in another dimension

To a future spent in a solitary pantheon

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking

That sends me to another time, in another dimension

To a future spent in a solitary pantheon

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty

• Artist:Gloria Trevi
• Album:Una Rosa Blu