Pobre Niña Lyrics – Vera GRV & Chus Santana
Singer: Vera GRV & Chus Santana
Title: Pobre Niña
Ella sale tranquila
Con el alma enjaulada en la casa
Se pasa los días en la plaza
Ve cómo se maneja la grasa
Él vendía pastilla’
Y al llegar le regalaba flore’
Para que ella no lo sospechara
Era un hombre sin ley, sin cojones
Se enamora de un pobre
Que la lleva por los callejones
Porque allí no se escuchan las voces
Ni la rabia de él, ni los golpes
Se enamora de un pobre
Que le compraba bolsos de Prada
Cada vez quе le cruza la cara
Para que ella dе nuevo perdone
Ay, pobre niña
La mala vida se la llevó
La mala vida se la llevó
Ay, pobre niña
La mala vida se la llevó
La mala vida se la llevó
Cayó la primavera
Pero ni siquiera puede verla
Hace tiempo no saben de ella
Ese miedo le ha dejado huella
Y es que ni a la ventana
Se asoma para que no la vean
Tiene los ojos tan apagados
Una mirada que tanto anhela
Se enamora de un pobre
Que la lleva por los callejones
Porque allí no se escuchan las voces
Ni la rabia de él, ni los golpes
Se enamora de un pobre
Que le compraba bolsos de Prada
Cada vez que le cruza la cara
Para que ella de nuevo perdone
Ay, pobre niña
La mala vida se la llevó
La mala vida se la llevó
Ay, pobre niña
La mala vida se la llevó
La mala vida se la llevó
Ella sale tranquila
Con el alma enjaulada en la casa
Se pasa los días en la plaza
Ve cómo se maneja la grasa
Él vendía pastilla’
Y al llegar le regalaba flore’
Para que ella no lo sospechara
Era un hombre sin ley, sin cojones
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Pobre Niña – English Translation
She comes out quiet
With the soul caged in the house
You spend the days in the square
See how fat is handled
He sold pill ‘
And upon arrival I gave Flore ‘
So that she would not suspect it
He was a man without law, without balls
Fall in love with a poor
That carries her through the alleys
Because there are no voices
Neither his rage, nor the blows
Fall in love with a poor
That bought Prada bags
Every time which crosses his face
For her to forgive new
Oh, poor girl
The bad life took her
The bad life took her
Oh, poor girl
The bad life took her
The bad life took her
Spring fell
But you can’t even see it
They don’t know about her for a long time
That fear has left him a mark
And is that neither the window
It looks out so that they do not see it
He has eyes so off
A look that longs for
Fall in love with a poor
That carries her through the alleys
Because there are no voices
Neither his rage, nor the blows
Fall in love with a poor
That bought Prada bags
Every time he crosses his face
So that she forgives again
Oh, poor girl
The bad life took her
The bad life took her
Oh, poor girl
The bad life took her
The bad life took her
She comes out quiet
With the soul caged in the house
You spend the days in the square
See how fat is handled
He sold pill ‘
And upon arrival I gave Flore ‘
So that she would not suspect it
He was a man without law, without balls
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Lyrics Vera GRV & Chus Santana – Pobre Niña
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