La Bien Pagá
La Shica
The Well-Paid Woman
I don't ask you for anything, I don't owe you anything
I'm leaving your side, forget me
My dark skin has already been paid with gold
Don't curse, dude!
We are at peace.
I don't love you, don't love me,
If you gave me everything
I didn't ask for anything from you.
Don't throw in my face
That you lost everything,
By your side
I lost everything too.
Well-paid,
If I am the well-paid woman
Because I received payment for my kisses
And I knew how to give myself to you
For a handful of cash.
Well-paid, well-paid,
Well-paid was this woman
Well-paid, well-paid,
Well-paid was this...
I'm not deceiving you, I love another.
Don't think because of that
That I betrayed you.
He didn't fall into my arms,
He only gave me a kiss,
The only kiss
That I didn't charge for.
I don't ask you for anything, I don't owe you anything
Between those walls
I leave buried
The pain and joy
That I gave you and you gave me
And those jewels that now
Another will wear.
Well-paid,
If I am the well-paid woman
Because I received payment for my kisses
And I knew how to give myself to you
For a handful of cash.
Well-paid, well-paid,
Well-paid was this woman
Well-paid, well-paid,
Well-paid was this...
With a scratchy throat
A gaze like a sword
With a sly mask
Blocking the day
Street of thorns
Shadow of the corner
Virgin of enduring a tin of sardines
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah (If I am the well-paid woman, oh, oh)
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah (If I am the well-paid woman, ah, ah, oh)
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
Half thief, half queen of Sheba, ah (If I am the well-paid woman, ah, ah, oh)
Here comes the street girl who washes in her storm
