Pobrecita - La Maxima 79

¡Mira!, pobrecita ella

Sola se quedo

Pobrecita, pobrecita

Me encontraste en un momento

Cuando aun no era tiempo

Y nacio aquel sentimiento

Que en ti estaba creciendo

Mas amaba, mas lloraba

Y tu mente deboraba

No hay cosa mas cruel

De perder tu ser mujer

Por amor perdiste orgullo

Esperando en un anillo

Y tu sola te quedaste

Con tu propio guaguanco

Pobrecita te quedaste

Con tu propio guaguanco

Con tu propio guaguanco

Solita te quedaste

Sola tu mi amor

Yo no se que voy a hacer

Con tu cuerpo mujer

Yo era un niño chiquitico

Bien jovencito y no sabia

Que podria ser

¡Seguro que si!

¡Dale mambo!

Pobrecita ella…

Disculpeme mamita

Yo lo hice con buena fe

Una historia tan bonita

Yo la sigo queriendo a usted

Pobrecita esa mujer…

Look!, poor girl

She alone stayed

poor thing, poor thing

you found me in a moment

When it wasn't time yet

And that feeling was born

That in you was growing

The more she loved, the more she cried

And your mind devoured

there is nothing more cruel

Of losing your being a woman

For love you lost pride

waiting in a ring

And you alone stayed

With your own guaguanco

poor thing you stayed

With your own guaguanco

With your own guaguanco

you stayed alone

only you my love

I don't know what I'm going to do

with your body woman

I was a little boy

Very young and I did not know

What could it be

Surely yes!

Give him mambo!

Poor little her...

Excuse me mommy

I did it in good faith

such a beautiful story

I still love you

Poor that woman...