Dulce Ana

Sweet Ana, at only 16,
Sweet Ana, time to defy the law.
Oh oh oh, there's no school this morning,
no caresses in bed,
Just your sweet face against the window,
and I say oh oh oh,
Barefoot in the hallway,
dad and mom no longer make love,
that's why who threw
the orange against the blackboard.

Sweet Ana, rock'n roll on a cassette,
Sweet Ana, a mirror and your bra.
Oh, oh, oh.
Dad banging on the table,
his fist spills the beer,
over an obscene drawing
in your good notebook.
and I say oh oh oh.
you ran out to the street,
taking colored chalk,
and you drew on the wall,
a sun, a train
and the face of happiness.

Ah..! Ana where are you going,
all painted and in that dress,
Ah..! Ana what time will you be back,
who's the guy with the clarinet?

Oh oh oh
a bag and an apple,
a friend at the window,
Janis Joplin and Mozart,
opening the bed.
and I say oh oh oh.
the girl is leaving home,
do something please,
a door closed,
a sun, a train
and the face of happiness.

Sweet Ana, sweet Ana
that's why who threw
the orange against the blackboard.
Sweet Ana, sweet Ana
a sun, a train
and the face of happiness.