Inocente
Voy a contar una historia que me conmovió
De una joven inocente que se enamoró
Y se entregó por completo, nunca imaginó
Que con el pasar del tiempo tendría un dolor
Él la engañó, le juró amor
Y al descubrir que ya en su ser
Se gestaba el fruto de aquel cariño
No le importó y se alejó
Con gesto cruel, diciendo que
Ese hijo ella no podía tenerlo
Llorando, tristemente decía: Dios, no puede ser
Que el padre del hijo que en mí llevo hoy pretenda que
Que renuncie a darle la vida y desista de él
Llorando, aquella joven le dijo: Tiene que nacer
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
¡Sentimiento! ¡Gigantes!
¡Ay, mi vida!
Dios hace muy bien sus cosas, escúchame
Que la fe mueve montañas, lo sé muy bien
No te avergüences del hijo que va a nacer
Porque es un fruto bendito que hay que querer
Tienes que ser fuerte, mujer
Hay que sufrir y hay que llorar
Pero estoy seguro, sé que tu vida cambiará
Resignación, mucho valor
Hay que tener para entender
Que ahora te toca hacer de madre y de padre también
Camina y no escondas la mirada, nada hay que temer
Que a la vuelta de cualquier esquina, se encuentra un querer
Pero ese hijo que en el vientre llevas, es parte de ti
Sonriendo, comprendió mis palabras y volvió a decir
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Inocente es, no tiene maldad
Fruto del amor, del que yo le di
Innocent
I'm going to tell a story that moved me
Of an innocent young girl who fell in love
And he gave himself completely, he never imagined
That with the passage of time I would have a pain
He cheated on her, he swore love to her
And discovering that already in his being
The fruit of that love was brewing
He didn't care and walked away
With a cruel gesture, saying that
She couldn't have that child
Crying, she sadly said: God, it can't be
May the father of the son I carry in me today expect that
That he should give up giving life to it and desist from it
Crying, that young woman told him: He has to be born
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
Feeling! Giants!
Oh, my life!
God does his things very well, listen to me
That faith moves mountains, I know very well
Do not be ashamed of the child to be born
Because it is a blessed fruit that must be loved
You have to be strong, woman
You have to suffer and you have to cry
But I'm sure, I know that your life will change
Resignation, a lot of courage
You have to have to understand
Now it's your turn to be a mother and a father too
Walk and don't hide your gaze, there is nothing to fear
That around every corner, there is a love
But that child you carry in your womb is part of you
Smiling, he understood my words and said again
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him
He is innocent, he has no evil
Fruit of love, of which I gave him