Amor De La Calle
Héctor Lavoe
Love of the Street
Love of the street that sells your kisses in exchange for love;
even if you love him, even if you wait for him, he takes a long time to arrive.
You don't forget your sorrows dancing and drinking, pretending to laugh
and the cold of the night punishes your soul and you lose faith.
Love of the street, seeking affection
with your painted face, with your painted face with a wounded heart.
If you had affection, true affection;
you might be different or the same as other women,
but they have lied to you so much.
When you have drunk a lot, you walk crying through the street
and if the world understood, but they don't know your pain.
Love of the street, seeking affection
with your painted face, with your painted face with a wounded heart.
If you had affection, true affection;
you might be different or the same as other women,
but they have lied to you so much.
When you have drunk a lot, you walk crying through the street
and if the world understood, but they don't know your pain.
Love of the street, seeking affection
with your painted face, with your painted face with a wounded heart.
