Hoy En Mi Ventana Brilla El Sol

You have the forbidden and insulting age
Where living seems so simple
All my love is within your reach
You see me suffer and you couldn't care less

You have the age counted in spring
And a heart like a wild flower
You treat me like a queen
And to you, I seem like nobody

In front of the mirror
You see yourself as the most beautiful
And that's why you dream that your
Prince Charming is desperate

Don't be flirtatious
I'll give you some advice
Dreams don't end
Like in that fairy tale you imagine...