Fuiste Una Estrella
¿Dónde está esa quinceañera?
Que pegó tu foto en su carpeta
¿Dónde está aquel chico a la moda?
Con tu pegatina en la chaqueta
Tus admiradores ¿dónde están?
Fuiste una estrella, fuiste una estrella
¿Dónde están los periodistas?
¿Dónde están las máquinas de fotos?
Y en las portadas de las revistas
Ya no ha vuelto a aparecer tu rostro
Ya no hay nada para recortar
Fuiste una estrella, fuiste una estrella
Fuiste una estrella, fuiste una estrella
Y recuerda al reencontrarte
No adoptar la forma de una estrella
Porque el firmamento no es tan móvil
Y se desintegran muchas de ellas
Es tan duro dejar de brillar
Fuiste una estrella, fuiste una estrella
Fuiste una estrella, fuiste una estrella
You Were a Star
Where is that fifteen-year-old girl?
Who stuck your photo in her folder
Where is that trendy boy?
With your sticker on his jacket
Where are your admirers?
You were a star, you were a star
Where are the journalists?
Where are the cameras?
And on the covers of magazines
Your face hasn't appeared again
There's nothing left to cut out
You were a star, you were a star
You were a star, you were a star
And remember when you meet again
Not to take the form of a star
Because the sky is not so mobile
And many of them disintegrate
It's so hard to stop shining
You were a star, you were a star
You were a star, you were a star