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Wheelchair

Fernando Mendes

Silla de Ruedas

Sentada en la puerta
En silla de ruedas, las horas pasaba
Sus ojos tan lindos, ya sin alegría
Muy tristes lloraban

Cuando me veia
Toda su tristeza llegaba al fin
Su boca pequeña reia
Y su risa era para mi

Era la promesa de felicidad
Que tanto esperé, más no tuve coraje
Y nunca le hablé de todo mi amor
¿Y ahora en donde estará?
No lo sé

Hoy la recuerdo sufriendo
Y sin alegría
No tuve el coraje de hablarle
Y hacerla feliz

Aquella muchacha sentada
En la silla de ruedas
Que no daría por verla
Otra vez sonreir

Wheelchair

Sitting at the door
In a wheelchair, the hours passed
Her eyes so beautiful, already without joy
Crying very sadly

When she saw me
All her sadness finally arrived
Her small mouth laughed
And her laughter was for me

It was the promise of happiness
That I waited for so much, but I didn't have the courage
And I never told her about all my love
And now where will she be?
I don't know

Today I remember her suffering
And without joy
I didn't have the courage to talk to her
And make her happy

That girl sitting
In the wheelchair
What wouldn't I give to see her
Smile again

Escrita por: Fernando Mendes, Jose Wilson, Nebur