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Vanessa

Joan Sebastian

Vanessa

Hermosa, joven y falsa
Rosita de dos aromas
Qué bien me decía mi padre
De esa manzana no comas

Te gusta picar la salsa
De diferentes sabores
Burlarte del hombre bueno
Y jugar con los amores

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Haberte querido tanto
Más que dolerme, me pesa

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Ayer me causaste llanto
Ahora me causas tristeza

Hermosa, joven y falsa
Molito de muchas fiestas
Por ser así, me dejaste
Con grande dolor a cuestas

Dicen las voces del pueblo
Que repicar y dar misa
Es tu malvado deseo
Conmigo no se realiza

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Haberte querido tanto
Más que dolerme, me pesa

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Ayer me causaste llanto
Ahora me causas tristeza

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Haberte querido tanto
Más que dolerme, me pesa

Ay, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Ayer me causaste llanto
Y ahora me causas tristeza

Vanessa

Beautiful, young, and fake
Rose with two scents
My dad used to say
Don’t bite that apple

You like to spice it up
With different flavors
Teasing the good man
And playing with love

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Loving you so much
More than hurting, it weighs on me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Yesterday you made me cry
Now you bring me sadness

Beautiful, young, and fake
A party girl through and through
For being this way, you left me
With a heavy heart to bear

The town whispers
That ringing bells and saying prayers
Is your wicked desire
But it won’t happen with me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Loving you so much
More than hurting, it weighs on me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Yesterday you made me cry
Now you bring me sadness

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Loving you so much
More than hurting, it weighs on me

Oh, Vana, Vana, Vanita
Vana, Vanita, Vanessa
Yesterday you made me cry
And now you bring me sadness

Escrita por: Joan Sebastían