La niña
Los Ángeles de Charly
The girl
Beautiful like a spring day, so beautiful;
beautiful like the Sun when it wakes up, very beautiful.
Beautiful when she laughs, when she dreams, so beautiful;
that's the little girl, so beautiful.
Beautiful at just fifteen years old, very beautiful.
Beautiful because she has fallen in love with me, the girl;
she captivates me today with her beauty, so beautiful.
And she makes me her prey, the girl.
She doesn't understand that love is not a child's play,
when the heart falls in love, it hangs by a thread;
she will learn with time that the story is different,
that she is too young for me and cannot be mine.
Beautiful at just fifteen years old, very beautiful.
Beautiful because she has fallen in love with me, the girl;
she captivates me today with her beauty, so beautiful.
And she makes me her prey, the girl.
She doesn't understand that love is not a child's play,
when the heart falls in love, it hangs by a thread;
she will learn with time that the story is different,
that she is too young for me and cannot be mine.
She doesn't understand that love is not a child's play,
when the heart falls in love, it hangs by a thread;
she will learn with time that the story is different,
that she is too young for me and cannot be mine.
That she is too young for me and cannot be mine.
That she is too young for me.