Amor Prisionero
detras de esa puerta de oro
hay un amor prisionero
aller recibi tu carta donde me dices te quiero
........... ya sea tarde tu preferiste el dinero
.... en mi huerto
la sombra de aquel de manzano
que no es la manzana de oro
pero nos a acobijado
claro que no se compara
con tu castillo dorado
haora que tienes dinero
puedes comprar corazones
pero si violas la puerta
vas a perder los millones
yo sigo siendo el cantante que vive de sus canciones
seca tu llanto nocturno
con un pañuelo dorado
y acuredate del horongo
con el que te a acobijado
lastima que no se compara con tu castillo dorado
haora que tienes dinero
puedes comprar corazones
pero si violas las puerta
vas a perder los calzones
yo sigo siendo el cantante que vive de sus canciones
Prisoner Love
behind that golden door
there's a prisoner love
yesterday I received your letter where you say you love me
........... even if it's late you chose money
.... in my orchard
the shadow of that apple tree
that is not the golden apple
but has sheltered us
of course, it doesn't compare
to your golden castle
now that you have money
you can buy hearts
but if you violate the door
you will lose millions
I continue to be the singer who lives off his songs
dry your nighttime tears
with a golden handkerchief
and remember the gourd
that has sheltered you
it's a shame it doesn't compare to your golden castle
now that you have money
you can buy hearts
but if you violate the door
you will lose your pants
I continue to be the singer who lives off his songs