Simone
Simone se mira el espejo y ve
que aquel resentimiento se le fue
y ella lo busca y no lo encuetra....
Simone se viste y sale a preguntar
si alguien lo ha visto y donde puede andar
son tantos años de vivir acostumbrada
a ese invierno sin final...
Ay!! Simone no ves que aveces sale el sol
y solo tienes que mirar por la ventana
nada mas la vida sigue sin mirar atras
ya sentiras las olas en tu piel tan blanca
Simone...
Con su vestido mas primaveral
camina y nada le parece mal
la gente pasa y le sonrie...
Simone no entiende y llama a su doctor
esta contenta y no siente dolor
que esta pasando se estara volviendo loca
o era su forma de pensar...
Ay!! Simone...
En un ramo de cliches
y entre mil colores
caen las espinas
y a poco te das cuenta
que es tan facil perdonar
y no te contaminas
con los desalientos
baja ya el telon de aquellos sufrimientos...
Ay! Simone...
Simone
Simone looks in the mirror and sees
that resentment has left her
and she looks for it but can't find it....
Simone dresses up and goes out to ask
if anyone has seen it and where it could be
so many years of living accustomed
to that endless winter...
Oh!! Simone can't you see that sometimes the sun comes out
and you just have to look out the window
nothing else, life goes on without looking back
you will feel the waves on your skin so white
Simone...
In her most spring-like dress
she walks and nothing seems wrong
people pass by and smile at her...
Simone doesn't understand and calls her doctor
she's happy and feels no pain
what's happening, is she going crazy
or was it her way of thinking...
Oh!! Simone...
In a bouquet of cliches
and among a thousand colors
the thorns fall
and soon you realize
that it's so easy to forgive
and you don't get contaminated
with discouragement
lower the curtain on those sufferings...
Oh! Simone...