Trece Años

Although she has a really cool smile, she doesn't want anyone to see her braces and covers her mouth with her hand.
I like her, I like her, I like her a lot.
She has skinny legs and walks around, wearing mom's black heels;
Fills her bra with cotton, then puts it on and feels better.
Growing up, dressing the way she wants, putting on makeup, going out. Growing up, growing up is an obsession.
Growing up, becoming a woman, she's thirteen years old and she's the one who gives me goosebumps. Growing up, growing up between girl and woman, she's thirteen years old and she's the one who drives me crazy.
She still plays with dolls, and she can daydream and dream endlessly.
She hides the cigarettes she gets from the table in a sock, after coffee;
In front of the mirror in her room, among the rock idols' posters, she burns them one after another until she feels sick, lies on the bed and lets herself go.
Growing up, living the TV life. Looking pretty, going out, growing up, growing up is an obsession.
Growing up, becoming a woman, she's thirteen years old and she's the one who gives me goosebumps. Growing up, growing up between girl and woman, she's thirteen years old and she's the one who drives me crazy.