y llora [English translation]

Interrupted stays the dream because of her alarm clock

Exhausted because of last nights party

With makeup still, that made her look better

But it didnt bring her love, oh what pain

So many weekends without being able to find

Between rain and taberns, someone who could appreciate

Everytime monday comes she has to go to work

No date, no morals, for she cant quite grasp

That a man interested in something pure something serious

Doesnt bring harrasment, doesnt come with misteries

Doesnt look for her to get drunk, to invade her dignity

That a man interested in a good partner

Doesnt look for one night to do with her whatever he wants

Doesnt arrive seducing with words that are not true

Filled with evilness

And cries, and cries, and cries, for being a woman

And seeks all the time, be able to have

a purpose in life

with a right to be loved

Someone who doesnt just ask

And knows how to love her

And cries, and cries, and cries, for being a woman

And seeks all the time, be able to have

a purpose in life

with a right to be loved

Someone who doesnt just ask

And knows how to love her

When she gets her paycheck she never waits to go

To the store that offers her the best to dress

Wishing for the night, anxious to go out

Desperate to feel, someone to make her live

A numberless of clubs there are to choose from

Where she looks for a guy interested in her love

And even though she opens her heart for one to get in it

They only get to her skin, for she needs to know

That a man interested in something pure something serious

Doesnt bring harrasment, doesnt come with misteries

Doesnt look for her to get drunk, to invade her dignity

That a man interested in a good partner

Doesnt look for one night to do with her whatever he wants

Doesnt arrive seducing with words that are not true

Filled with evilness

And cries, and cries, and cries, for being a woman

And seeks all the time, be able to have

a purpose in life

with a right to be loved

Someone who doesnt just ask

And knows how to love her

And cries, and cries, and cries, for being a woman

And seeks all the time, be able to have

a purpose in life

with a right to be loved

Someone who doesnt just ask

And knows how to love her

• Artist:Hector El Father