Se Tiene Que Ir
La Húngara
Gotta Go
Come here, little one
We need to talk,
You're gonna be brave
And you won't cry.
Come here, little one
Mom is leaving,
Grown-up stuff
That you won't understand.
Starting tomorrow
I'll put your pajamas on,
You'll wash your hands
Like she taught you.
Starting tomorrow
You'll tidy up your room
With all the toys
That she bought you.
Gotta go,
Gotta go,
But remember that it hurts her
Just as much as it hurts you.
(Repeat)
Come here, little one
Don't try to deceive me
Because at night
I hear you cry.
Come here, little one
Don't suffer anymore
Because I can't forget her
Either.
Starting tomorrow
I'll put your pajamas on,
You'll wash your hands
Like she taught you.
Starting tomorrow
You'll tidy up your room
With all the toys
That she bought you.
Gotta go,
Gotta go,
But remember that it hurts her
Just as much as it hurts you.
(Repeat x6)
