Ese Muchacho
Jacqueline Alcalá
That Boy
That boy who thinks he's the owner of the world
Who believes life is a second
That boy who knows everything about nothing
Much less will he know how to love
That boy who thinks he's a good lover
He proposes, convinced, to conquer me
That boy must be a good friend
But he can't have love with me
That boy, poor kid
Who hasn't fought in the battle
Confuses day with night
He's a sparrow spreading wings
That boy, poor kid
Wants to entangle me with his trap
He doesn't suppose that at my whim
I would steal even his soul
That boy who doesn't know what he wants
Is afraid to fall in love freely
That boy who never risks anything
Doesn't know that love cannot be lied to
That boy, poor kid
Who hasn't fought in the battle
Confuses day with night
He's a sparrow spreading wings
That boy, poor kid
Wants to entangle me with his trap
He doesn't suppose that at my whim
I would steal even his soul
