Espérame

I know that when you hear this tune that I'm going to sing
you're going to be thrown off, you're going to cut me off
I told you I had a lot of cash, that my boss was a cop
and I had to make up this story
to convince you to be my girlfriend
I'm looking at the city's shop windows
and it sucks to hear Christmas songs
I told you I was a millionaire
that I didn't even know what to spend on
and I don't even have money for the gift
I'm bummed out but I'm not going to cry
wait for me one day I'm going to be an artist and I'm going to make it
your whole family won't believe it
not even your bosses who want to split us up
wait for me until I'm grown up and can work
I'm going to give you the gifts I couldn't buy
and it will be Christmas forever

(SPOKEN)
It always happens to me
for telling so many lies
I don't have the money for the gift you wanted so much
being poor doesn't bother me
because I have no pride
but I want to tell you, girl, that I have yours here
my heart

wait for me
one day I'm going to be an artist and I'm going to make it
your whole family won't believe it
not even your bosses who want to split us up
wait for me
until I'm grown up and can work
I'm going to give you the gifts I couldn't buy
and it will be Christmas forever
and it will be Christmas forever