Buenas Intenciones - Miguel Poveda, Juan Carlos Romero

Trae buenas intenciones

Pero pronto se «quean» en «ná»

Será que se le olvidaron

Tendrá endeble la memoria

O nunca fueron verdad

Yo me llevo lo que pueda

Que nadie se ponga enfrente

No conozco ni a mi «pare»

Eso dice alguna gente

Palabras vanas de baratillo

Las dijeron sus labios

Cuando buscó cobijo

El poco saber que tengo

De nadie lo recibí

Cavilando honradamente

Lo encontré y no lo perdí

Como el que guarda su suerte

Era una tarde de la «velaíta» de santa ana

Me publicaste, compañerita

Tú me publicaste

Cómo has «tenío» el valor de dejarme

bring good intentions

But soon they «quean» in «ná»

Could it be that they forgot

Your memory will be weak

Or they were never true

I take what I can

Let no one stand in front

I don't even know my "pare"

That's what some people say

empty words of cheapness

their lips said

when she sought shelter

The little know that I have

I received it from no one

pondering honestly

I found it and I didn't lose it

Like the one who keeps his luck

It was an afternoon of the "velaíta" of Santa Ana

you published me, mate

you published me

How did you "have" the courage to leave me?