Romance quinceañero [English translation]
Romance quinceañero [English translation]
Daughter of a high society doctor,
Used to having everything in her home
She is fifteen years old and the youngest daughter
They will give a birthday party in her honor.
The newspaper announced, all on pedestal
The high class of the city would attend.
Someone hired a musical group
Creole music, because that's what the dad wanted.
The day arrived, everything was normal
When they called the band to act
But something happened, when he started singing
A young man threw his verses to improvise
To improvise...
"What a beautiful face you have, lady
That look dazzles, surprises, incites
To kiss your mouth, beautiful birthday girl
God bless you."
She looked at the singer and gave him a smile,
The magic they call love was born so fast
And half an hour later they were talking alone
She fell in love at first sight.
Time passed, love grew
But secretly, the father didn't know
She gave her love, he received it
And in body and soul they gave themselves with passion.
She promised, he also swore
To love each other to death with the blessing of God.
But something happened; her body changed
The product of love grew in her womb,
Her father noticed the external change
And without hesitation he asked her:
"Who made you pregnant?"
And she said aloud:
"The man that I love, that singer of folklore,
My great love..."
The anguished, angry, and hurt father told her:
"I do not allow you to bring a child,
What is high society going to say?
If you have not married yet."
That dad forced her to have an abortion
Where she also died without being possible avoid it,
Someone asked: "Who is responsible?
He must be punished."
The father replied:
"It was the boyfriend who planned
Without my permission
The abortion where my girl died..."
With his money he convicted
And in prison he locked
That boy, innocent
Of the committed error.
And I want to confess you
That poor boy is not me...
I just sing
The story that in jail
He told me.
Larairararaaii, larairararaaii
Let this serve as an example to love...
Larairararaaii, larairararaaii
May the blue blood finally change color...
Larairararaaii, larairararaaii
That innocent boy is not me...
Larairararaaii, larairararaaii
- Artist:Luis Silva