Ana
Es muy Joven, para mi
Pero quiere ser feliz
En su mirar se refleja
Como si fuera
La de una nena
Ana, no se puede nuestro am
Ana, tu tienes que comprender
Ana, que este amor no puede ser
Ana, ay no me mires
Ana, yo lo prefiero
Ana, eres muy niña
Ana, te soy sincero
Se repite otra ves
La misma historia del ayer
Son las cosas del amor
Tú si puedes pero yo no
Ana
She's too young for me
But she wants to be happy
In her gaze is reflected
As if it were
That of a girl
Ana, our love can't
Ana, you have to understand
Ana, that this love can't be
Ana, oh don't look at me
Ana, I prefer it
Ana, you're too young
Ana, I'm honest with you
The same story of yesterday
Is repeated once again
These are the things of love
You can, but I can't