Así Son Ellas
Así Son Ellas
That's Just How They Are
You don’t have to understand them
Just love them
The most beautiful things in this creation
Are the flowers and them
You don’t have to understand them
They’re just a puzzle
From every glance of their pretty eyes
A thousand poems are born
Sometimes they’re sweet, loving, and tender
Other times just filthy words
With harsh reproaches, full of outbursts
But that’s just how they are
Blue mornings and golden afternoons
With sun and rain, with laughter and tears
Full of contrasts, fleeting stars
And sometimes, just stars
And that’s just how they are
Angels from the sky
Tenderness and passion, hate and love
Silk and rough hair
Sometimes they’re sweet, loving, and tender
Other times just filthy words
With harsh reproaches, full of outbursts
But that’s just how they are
Blue mornings and golden afternoons
With sun and rain, with laughter and tears
Full of contrasts, fleeting stars
Sometimes just staaaars
You don’t have to understand them
Just love them
