La Vida Pasa
La ven pasar, de esquina a esquina, su caminar,
los hombres miran, su juventud quieren tener,
ella la ofrece, no importa quién.
De un coche azul, sé abre la puerta,
sin titubear ella sé acerca,
es un señor,
sé va con el,
indiferente la vida pasa.
Ella le escribe en sus cartas, a su familia, que
es secretaria del jefe, de una oficina, que es un
trabajo muy bueno, todos la quieren, que va a
mandar un dinero, el mes que viene, que
extraÑa mucho la casa, y que los quiere.
La ven pasar de madugada,
su juventud se ve cansada,
la realidad, su soledad,
indiferente la vida pasa
Ella le escribe en sus cartas, a su familia, que
es secretaria del jefe, de una oficina, que es un
trabajo muy bueno, todos la quieren, que va a
mandar un dinero, el mes que viene, que
extraÑa mucho la casa, y que los quiere.
Life Goes By
They see her walk by, from corner to corner,
the men stare, they want to have her youth,
she offers it, doesn’t matter who.
From a blue car, the door swings open,
without hesitation, she walks over,
it's a man,
she leaves with him,
indifferent, life goes by.
She writes in her letters, to her family, that
she's the boss's secretary, in an office, that it’s a
great job, everyone likes her, that she’s going to
send some money, next month, that
she misses home a lot, and that she loves them.
They see her pass by in the early morning,
her youth looks tired,
the reality, her loneliness,
indifferent, life goes by.
She writes in her letters, to her family, that
she's the boss's secretary, in an office, that it’s a
great job, everyone likes her, that she’s going to
send some money, next month, that
she misses home a lot, and that she loves them.