Los Secretos — Princesa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Princesa" by Los Secretos.
Lyrics
Tú no princesa, tú no, tú eres distinta
No eres como las demás chicas del barrio
Así los hombres te miran, cómo te miran
Así murmura envidioso el vecindario
Tú no princesa, tú no, tú eres la rosa
Que fue a nacer entre cardos como revancha
Un … despiadado, un don del día
Se ocupa de echar por tierra toda esperanza
Tú no has de ver consumida como la vida pasó de largo
Maltratada y malquerida, sin ver cumplida ni una promesa
Me dice mientrás cepilla el pelo su princesa
Tú no princesa, tú no, tú no has nacido
Para pasar las fatigas que yo pasé
Sacandole el dobladillo a un miserable
Salario que no alcanza al fin de mes
Tú no princesa, tú no, por Dios lo juro
Tú no andarás de rodillas fregando pisos
No acabarás hecha un zarrio como tu madre
Cansada de quitar mierda y de parir hijos
Tú no saldrás … y muertos de hambre
Ya me imagino la cara de las vecinas cuando aparezcas
En mi … por esta vieja …
Tú no princesa, tú no, vuelve temprano
Y la sigue un paso atrás hasta la calle
Planchándole con la palma en la mano
Una arruga que el vestido le hace en el talle
Lyrics translation
You're not Princess, You're not, you're different
You're not like the other girls in the neighborhood.
So men look at you, how they look at you
So envious murmurs the neighborhood
You're not Princess, You're not, you're the Rose
Who was to be born among thistles as revenge
A ... ruthless, a gift of the day
It's about throwing all hope to the ground
You must not see consumed as life passed by
Mistreated and unloved, not seeing a promise fulfilled
She tells me while you brush her princess's hair
You're not Princess, You're not, you're not born
To pass the hardships that I went through
Pulling the hem of a wretch
Salary that does not reach the end of the month
You don't Princess, You don't, by God I swear
You won't be on your knees scrubbing floors
You won't end up making a fool of yourself like your mother.
Tired of taking shit and giving birth to children
You will not go out ... and starved
I can already imagine the faces of the neighbors when you show up
In my ... for this old lady …
You don't Princess, You don't, come back early
And follow her a step back to the street
Ironing with palm in hand
A wrinkle that the dress makes on the waist