Aquella Chica - La mode

La soledad envuelve a aquella chica

Que está en la barra medio tirada

Pendiente sólo de su pensamiento

Que el diablo sabe en dónde está

Los poppys ni la miran y si lo hacen

Sólo critican con ironía

Y aquella chica sigue en su galaxia

La mar de triste, aunque no se note por su expresión

Parece un osito de peluche

Que sacó alguien de la basura

La pisan sin querer y no responde

No tiene huesos, es de algodón

Qué terrible balance estará haciendo

Si aún no ha cumplido los viente años

Todo el mundo parece divertirse

Y también ella aunque no se note por su expresión

No te preguntes por aquella chica

Todo es mentira, está actuando

Hoy le tocaba el turno a Janis Joplin

Y ella es esclava de su papel

La gente son comparsas en su vida

Que ella recicla en cada instante

Tendrías que verla sin maquillaje

Es tan distinta, aunque no se note por su expresión

Loneliness surrounds that girl

That she's at the bar, half stretched out

Pending only your thought

that the devil knows where he is

The poppies don't even look at her and if they do

They only criticize with irony

And that girl is still in her galaxy

The sea of ​​sad, although it is not noticed by his expression

she looks like a teddy bear

That she pulled someone out of the trash

They accidentally step on her and she doesn't respond

She has no bones, she is cotton

What a terrible balance she will be making

If she is not yet twenty years old

Everyone seems to be having fun

And also her although it is not noticeable by her expression

Don't ask about that girl

It's all a lie, she's acting

Today it was Janis Joplin's turn

And she's a slave to her role

People are troupes in their life

That she recycles at every moment

You should see her without makeup

She's so different, even though she can't tell by her expression