Acostada a media calle
I am laid down to average
street angry with my
father and I do not think
to stop I am laid down to
average street almost almost
to hunger strike and angered
with my ma' they do not leave I
to me I walk with the boy who I
want do not leave I to me I
walk with the boy who I want
do not leave
I to me I walk with the boy who
I want ah ah ah ah
All the day I have shouted that
I am not going it to leave
I am not going it to leave
that I am not going it to leave
I am ay, ay, ay
that I cry and with desire
they are the 2 in the morning
and unemployment not to cry
I am ay ay laid down to average
street and although my parents
explode I am not going away
to raise do not leave I to me
I walk with the boy who
I want do not leave I to me
I walk with the boy who
I want do not leave I to me
I walk with the boy who
I want all the day I have
shouted that I am not going it
to leave I am not going it to leave
I am not going it to leave
and I am not going it to leave!.