Ana Mile, you do not have
you are not to blame
that your child is crying
and his father does not comply. (Bis)
It was your innocence, young woman
by letting you convince
and the advice that your mother
he gave you one day
you did not know how to obey.
Because like Pedro for his house
That man walked
with laughter deceived you
He stole your heart
And what you and I plan
a future to realize
in dreams he was on arrival
that man to our home.
There is a path of stone and edge
and the revenge that gives the destiny
Light of hope runs and reaches
justice is the balance.
Firm and haughty follow your life
Do not stop, girl is not lost yet
the strong hand that today was elusive
tender and safe appears and ries.
Do not cry, do not cry my girl
do not cry do not cry anymore
do not cry, do not cry
do not cry anymore, do not cry anymore.
Chorus:
He painted birds in the air.
Pregones:
And he never came back.
Everything good with you stayed.
Your sister, your dad
your mom, your grandma.
That where I know
old Estela dies.
Your adoration (Bis)
Ana Mile, Ana Mile, Ana Mile.
A crazy house
our home returned.
With everything that to me
Promised me.
And all the desire that I have
It was worth nothing.
what cinema pa'ca
what a pa'lla dicoteca.
What a trip to Japan
I travel to Nevada.
And in the end the jester
He got away with the play.
As in fairy tales
everything was nothing.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)