Deja La Copla

You’ll shape your body with surgery,
Renouncing your roots, that ass and those legs.
The meat market and perfection,
Neither your looks nor your clothes will fill your emptiness.

You’ll wake up, your lips, your breasts are different now.
I kept them in a corner.

You live with your new figure, with nothing to do,
Feeling good about yourself, you forgot the affection.
In the circus of fashion and liposuction,
Your dreams have already sunk in a body that’s empty.

You’ll wake up, your lips, your breasts are different now.
I kept them in a corner.

Today, the fashion that dictates, the sizes that are in,
They’ll trade your dreams for operating rooms and diets.
True beauty comes from within, it can’t be rented,
It can’t be bought or sold, and love has no label.

You’ll wake up, your lips, your breasts are different now.
I kept them in a corner of my mind.
It will never be what I saw grow,
And in my dreams, I’ll remember.