Princesa
Su mejilla dibuja color rojo sangre
Las manos de aquel pobre desesperado
Princesa que ya no sabe lo que hacer
Y que ha perdido el rumbo
Y ha naufragado en un mar de dudas de muerte y de locura
En lo mas profundo de su alma guarda a oscuras
Si quiero de inocencia convertido en amargura
Y ya no vive si no es a su lado nunca sale
Y el decide que ropa se pone pero piensa que eres libre
No mereces esto y solo tienes que decirle
Que alguna vez
Que quieres ser feliz
Que no eres su criada y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui
Lo vuestro se ha acabado ya no volveras a sentir las garras de su mano
Que quieres ser feliz
Que no eres su criada y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui
Lo vuestro se ha acabado ya no volveras a sentir
Las garras de su mano cuando está cerca de ti
No te preocupes por tus hijos que te quieren
Ellos ya saben que a su lado estaras siempre
Y aunque les duela tienen que entenderte
Y que esta vida no es manera
Lava su ropa plancha su camisa
Y toda humillacion es poca cuando en algo falla cuando
En algo se equivoca es afortunada si una noche no le toca y gritale
Que quieres ser feliz, que no eres su criada
Y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui lo vuestro se ha acabado
Ya no volveras a sentir las garras de su mano
Que quieres ser feliz que no eres su criada
Y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui lo vuestro
Se ha acabado ya no volveras a sentir las garras
De su mano cuando está cerca de ti
No te mereces este sufrimiento las marcas
Del fracaso recorren tu cuerpo
Se valiente que este es tu dia podria ser
El ultimo o el primero de tu nueva vida
Que quieres ser feliz, que no eres su criada
Y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui
Lo vuestro se ha acabado ya no volveras a sentir las garras de su mano
Que quieres ser feliz, que no eres su criada
Y que esto ha llegado hasta aqui
Lo vuestro se ha acabado ya no volveras a sentir las garras
De su mano cuando está cerca de ti
Princess
Her cheek draws blood red
The hands of that poor desperate
Princess who no longer knows what to do
And has lost her way
And has shipwrecked in a sea of doubts of death and madness
In the deepest part of her soul she keeps in the dark
A seed of innocence turned into bitterness
And she doesn't live if not by his side, never goes out
And he decides what clothes to wear but thinks you are free
You don't deserve this and you just have to tell him
That sometime
That you want to be happy
That you are not his servant and that this has come to an end
Yours is over, you will no longer feel the claws of his hand
That you want to be happy
That you are not his servant and that this has come to an end
Yours is over, you will no longer feel
The claws of his hand when he is near you
Don't worry about your children who love you
They already know that you will always be by their side
And even if it hurts them, they have to understand you
And that this life is not the way
Wash his clothes, iron his shirt
And any humiliation is not enough when something goes wrong
When he makes a mistake, she is lucky if one night he doesn't touch her and shout
That you want to be happy, that you are not his servant
And that this has come to an end, yours is over
You will no longer feel the claws of his hand
That you want to be happy, that you are not his servant
And that this has come to an end, yours
Is over, you will no longer feel the claws
Of his hand when he is near you
You don't deserve this suffering, the marks
Of failure run through your body
Be brave, this is your day, it could be
The last or the first of your new life
That you want to be happy, that you are not his servant
And that this has come to an end
Yours is over, you will no longer feel the claws of his hand
That you want to be happy, that you are not his servant
And that this has come to an end
Yours is over, you will no longer feel the claws
Of his hand when he is near you