La Maravilla
Estudia, trabaja busca una salida
Me tiene comprado su vida sencilla
Le apuesta a la gente no piensa en dinero
Igual presidente, igual pordiosero
Escucha una banda que toca en la orilla
Cantando boleros con Celia, su amiga
Lleva unos bluyines con caderas caídas
Y tiene un ombligo que es la maravilla
Ella, la dueña de mis amores
La de los ojos marrones
Que no me quieren mirar
Ella, que no sabe de razones
La reina de corazones
Que todos quieren amar
Ella, que sabe que es la mas bella
Que ha vivido en una estrella
Y que no la puedo alcanzar
Muy poco la he visto me tiene olvidado
Y en un transmilenio va de arriba a abajo
Y el fin de semana le da al ejercicio
No le gusta el cuento no le gusta el vicio
Escucha una banda que toca en la orilla
Cantando boleros con Celia, su amiga
Lleva unos bluyines caderas caídas
Y tiene un ombligo que es la maravilla
Ella, la dueña de mis amores
La de los ojos marrones
Que no me quieren mirar
Ella, que no sabe de razones
La reina de corazones
Que todos quieren amar
Ella, que sabe que es la mas bella
Que ha vivido en una estrella
Y que no la puedo alcanzar
Te pido muy poco tan solo dulzura
La cruz es pesada y la calle esta dura
Y si el matrimonio te llama a su vida
Busca una muchacha alegre y sencilla
Que te quiera mucho tu propia costilla
Que escuche una banda que toque en la orilla
Cantando boleros con Celia, su amiga
Lleva unos bluyines caderas caidas
Y tiene un ombligo que es la maravilla
The Wonder
Study, work, look for a way out
He has bought his simple life
He bets on people, doesn't think about money
Same president, same beggar
He listens to a band playing on the shore
Singing boleros with Celia, his friend
Wearing jeans with fallen hips
And has a belly that is the wonder
She, the owner of my loves
The one with brown eyes
Who doesn't want to look at me
She, who doesn't know about reasons
The queen of hearts
That everyone wants to love
She, who knows she is the most beautiful
Who has lived in a star
And I can't reach her
I've seen her very little, she has forgotten me
And in a transmilenio she goes up and down
And on the weekend she exercises
She doesn't like the story, she doesn't like the vice
He listens to a band playing on the shore
Singing boleros with Celia, his friend
Wearing jeans with fallen hips
And has a belly that is the wonder
She, the owner of my loves
The one with brown eyes
Who doesn't want to look at me
She, who doesn't know about reasons
The queen of hearts
That everyone wants to love
She, who knows she is the most beautiful
Who has lived in a star
And I can't reach her
I ask you very little, just sweetness
The cross is heavy and the street is tough
And if marriage calls you to its life
Look for a cheerful and simple girl
Who loves you very much, your own rib
Who listens to a band playing on the shore
Singing boleros with Celia, his friend
Wearing jeans with fallen hips
And has a belly that is the wonder