Heroína Solitária
Lucía: Como todas las mañanas, cinco días por semana,
Ella llega diez en punto a la oficina,
En sus pasos todo es prisa, lleva siempre una sonrisa,
No le teme al tono gris de la rutina,
Lucía y Joaquín: Porque está enamorada,
Porque viene preparada para ver su amor,
Un amor que es invisible, un amor que imposible entre los dos. . .
Lucía y Joaquín: Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo. . . y lo ama. . .
Lucía: Ella sabe de su vida, sus amantes preferidas,
Él ignora el amor que ella siente,
Joaquín: La lastiman sus amores pero igual les manda flores,
Él lo pide y para ella es suficiente,
Lucía y Joaquín: Porque sigue enamorada,
Porque no le importa nada, a no ser ese amor,
Un amor que invisible, un amor que es imposible entre los dos. . .
Lucía y Joaquín: Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo. . . y lo ama. . .
Lucía: Ella sabe que ese amor,
Es camino hacia el dolor,
Lucía y Joaquín: Es querer tocar el cielo con las manos,
Lucía: Pero nada puede hacer,
Y lo tiene que esconder,
Lucía y Joaquín: Al entrar por esa puerta al dar las diez. . .
Lucía y Joaquín: Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo. . . y lo ama. . .
Lonely Heroine
Lucía: Like every morning, five days a week,
She arrives at the office at ten o'clock,
In her steps everything is rushed, she always wears a smile,
She's not afraid of the gray tone of routine,
Lucía and Joaquín: Because she's in love,
Because she comes prepared to see her love,
A love that is invisible, a love impossible between them...
Lucía and Joaquín: Lonely heroine,
She is his secretary and she loves him,
She gets lost in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...
Lucía: She knows about his life, his favorite lovers,
He ignores the love she feels,
Joaquín: Her loves hurt her but she still sends them flowers,
He asks for it and for her it's enough,
Lucía and Joaquín: Because she's still in love,
Because nothing else matters to her, except that love,
A love that's invisible, a love that's impossible between them...
Lucía and Joaquín: Lonely heroine,
She is his secretary and she loves him,
She gets lost in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...
Lucía: She knows that this love,
Is a path to pain,
Lucía and Joaquín: It's wanting to touch the sky with her hands,
Lucía: But she can't do anything,
And she has to hide it,
Lucía and Joaquín: When she enters that door at ten o'clock...
Lucía and Joaquín: Lonely heroine,
She is his secretary and she loves him,
She gets lost in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...
Escrita por: Alejandro Vezzani / Roberto Livi