Vanessa

Beautiful, young, and fake
Rosita with two scents
How well my father used to tell me
Don't eat from that apple

You like to nibble on sauces
Of different flavors
Mock the good man
And play with loves

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
To have loved you so much
More than hurting, it weighs on me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Yesterday you caused me tears
Now you cause me sadness

Beautiful, young, and fake
Little partygoer
For being like that, you left me
With a heavy burden

The voices of the town say
That ringing bells and giving mass
Is your wicked desire
But it won't happen with me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
To have loved you so much
More than hurting, it weighs on me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Yesterday you caused me tears
Now you cause me sadness