La Doña
Los Amantes De Lola
The Lady
The lady has taken a seat,
Wandering her soul to meet.
She’s thought about selling,
Her body to the breeze.
She’s dreamed of being a mermaid,
She’s wished to be a star.
She’s felt the thrill,
Of pure surrender.
She’s loved being still,
A maiden forever.
She’s dreamed of being a mermaid,
She’s wished to be a star.
And so, she’s keeping close,
Her unique beauty.
The lady asks for solitude,
As she watches time go by.
She asks for intensity,
From the tale that saw her born.
She’s dreamed of waking up.
And seeing all her years unfold.
She’s seen the mist approach,
Sweeping away her silhouette.
She waits for the final time.
She’s watched the seasons change,
Carrying what comes and goes.
She waits for the final time,
When she can see her kingdom,
Awake, awake, awake.
Awake.