Las Calles Enlodadas
N0mas p0r andar andaba
P0r las calles enl0dadas
En mii camii0neta viieja
Casii noche detardiiada
Que deviice una plebiita
En aquel p0rtal sentada
Le pase d0s 0 tres veces
C0n la musiica p0tente
Me gust0 tant0 la plebe
Que quiise hablarle de frente
Cuand0 la tuve serquiita
Se me quiit0 l0 valiiente
Que pa'ya y que pa'ca
Que fuii y que viino
Y nomas nada mii plebiita
Hay p0r que n0 me aniim0
Sus 0jit0s s0n estrellas
Su b0quiita es de manzana
Le quiier0 dar mi cariin0
Siiete diias a la semana
Sii n0 me declar0 ah0rra
Me le declar0 manana
Sus ojiit0s me deciian
Que entendiian miis
Sentiimiient0s y p0r n0
Saber hablarle 0tr0 me
Gan0 el iintent0 y ah0rra
Que pas0 pa' verla l0s
Miir0 a l0s d0s c0ntent0s
Que pa'ya y que pa'ca
Que fuii y que viino
Y nomas nada mii plebiita
Hay p0r que n0 me aniim0
The Muddy Streets
Just by walking around
Through the muddy streets
In my old truck
Almost late at night
I saw a girl
Sitting on that porch
I passed by two or three times
With the powerful music
I liked the girl so much
That I wanted to talk to her face to face
When I had her close
I lost my courage
Going back and forth
Coming and going
But nothing, my girl
Why don't I dare
Her eyes are stars
Her mouth is like an apple
I want to give her my love
Seven days a week
If I don't confess now
I'll confess tomorrow
Her eyes told me
That they understood my
Feelings and because I
Didn't know how to talk to her
I made the attempt and now
That I come to see her, I look at them both happily
Going back and forth
Coming and going
But nothing, my girl
Why don't I dare