Joan Manuel Serrat "Princesa" lyrics

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Princesa

Tú no. princesa, Tú eres distinta.no eres como las demás chicas del barrioAsí los hombres te mira como te miranAsí murmura el envidioso vecindario

Tú no princesa. Tú no. Tú eres la rosaque fue a nacer entre cardos como revanchaa un arrabal despiadado en donde el díase ocupa de echar por tierra toda esperanza.

Tú no has de ser consumida,como la vida pasó de largo.maltratada y mal querida,sin ver cumplida ni una promesale dice mientras cepilla el pelode su princesa.

Tú no, princesa, Tú no. Tú no has nacidopara pasar las fatigas que yo pasésacandole al dobladillo a un miserablesalario que no alcanza a fin de mes.

Tú no, princesa. tú no: por Dios te lo jurotú no andarás de rodillas fregando pisos,no acabaras hecha un zarrio como tu madrecansada de quitar mierda y de parir hijos.

Tú saldrás de esta cochambrede muertos de hambre. Ya me imaginola cara de las vecinascuando aparezcas en limusinaa por esta viejale dice mientras cepilla el pelode su princesa

Tú no, princesa, tú no; vuelve temprano...Y la sigue un paso atrás hasta la calleplanchandole con la palma de la manouna arruga que el vestido le hace en el talle.

Y como quien ve a la virgensubir al cielo la ve alejarsecamino a su primer castingpara un anuncio en televisiónLa nena vale la nena estudiadanza moderna y declamación

Princess

Not you, princess, you're different.You're not like the other girls of suburbThat's how the men look at you that wayThat's how the neighbourhood murmurs with envy.

Not you, princess, not you. You're the rosewho was born among thistles as a revengeto a heartless suburb where the daytakes charge in destroying any hope.

You won't be consumed,like life passed by.Mistreated and dislikedwithout seeing a single promise kept.She says while brushes the hairof her princess.

Not you, princess, not you. You weren't bornto suffer the fatigues I sufferedtaking off to a miserable's turn-upan income that can't make ends meet.

Not you, princess, not you: I swear for Godyou won't end on your knees mopping floors,you won't end like a rag like your mothertired of cleaning shit and giving birth.

You'll get out of this filthof starving people. I imagine nowthe faces of the neighbourswhen you appear in a limousinefor this old woman.She says while brushes the hairof her princess.

Not you, princess, not you; come back soon...And she follows her one step behind to the streetironing with the palm of the handa wrinkle that the dress does in her waist.

And as who sees the virgingoing to heaven, she sees her walking awaygoing to her first castingfor a television adThe girl worths it, the girl studiesmodern dance and declamation.

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