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And Through That Street She Lives

Los Baron de Apodaca

Y Por Esa Calle Vive

Y por esa calle vive la que a mí
Me abandono
Su mamá tuvo la culpa
Pues ella la desanimo

Y por esa calle vive la que a mí
Me abandono
Su mamá tuvo la culpa
Pues ella la desanimo

Ella lloraba
Otro día por la mañana
De un sentimiento
Que ella guardaba

Se agachaba y sonreía
Pensaría que le rogaba yo
Mentiras, yo no le ruego
Ese tiempo ya se acabó

Ella lloraba
Otro día por la mañana
De un sentimiento
Que ella guardaba

Se agachaba y sonreía
Pensaría que le rogaba yo
Mentiras, yo no le ruego
Ese tiempo ya se acabó

And Through That Street She Lives

And on that street lives the one who loves me
I abandon myself
His mother was to blame
Well, she discouraged her

And on that street lives the one who loves me
I abandon myself
His mother was to blame
Well, she discouraged her

She was crying
Another day in the morning
From a feeling
That she kept

He crouched down and smiled
I would think that I was begging him
Lies, I don't beg you
That time is over

She was crying
Another day in the morning
From a feeling
That she kept

He crouched down and smiled
I would think that I was begging him
Lies, I don't beg you
That time is over

Escrita por: Alfonso Esparza Oteo