Romance Quinceañero

Daughter of a high society doctor,
Accustomed to having everything in her home
She turned fifteen years old and is the youngest daughter.
Throwing a birthday party in his honor...
The newspaper announced
Everything on pedestal
The city class would attend...
Someone hired a band
Creole music because that's what the Pope wanted
The day arrived
everything was normal
When the group was called to perform
But something happened
When when singing
A young boy improvised his verses
Ah improvise...
"What a pretty face you have, miss.
That look dazzles, surprises, incites
To kiss your mouth,
cute birthday girl
God bless you"
When she looked at the singer she gave him a smile,
The magic they call love was born so quickly
And after half an hour they were talking alone
He fell in love at first sight...

time passed
love grew
But secretly the father did not find out
She gave her love, he received it
And in body and soul they gave themselves with passion
She promised, he also swore
Love each other to death with God's blessing,
But something happened
His body changed
The product of love grew in her womb,
His father noticed the external change
And without hesitation he once asked:
"Who got you pregnant?"
And she strongly answered:
"The man I love,
That folklore singer,
My great love..."

The wounded father, distraught, angry, told him:
"I do not allow you to bring a child,
What is high society going to say?
If you haven't gotten married..."

That father forced her to have an abortion
Where she also died without being able to avoid it,
Someone asked: "Who is responsible?
"He must be punished."

The father answered:
"It was the boyfriend who planned
Without my permission
The abortion in which my daughter died..."

With his money he condemned
And in prison he locked up
That innocent boy
From the mistake made...

And I want to confess to you
That poor boy
It's not me...
I only sing
The story that in prison
He told me himself.

Larairararaaii, larairararaaii

Let this serve as an example
To love...

Larairararaaii, larairararaaii

May the blood blue
Finally changed color...

Larairararaaii, larairararaaii

That poor innocent boy is not me...