Maldita Vida Loca [English translation]

She used to be a slovenly girl even if

she was always well dressed

she neglected her heart

it didn't made her suffer

it was she who decided when to open it

she prefered to be alone than with bad company

and without wanting she gave her heart to

pain who ruined her skin and accellerated her clock

damned crazy life

damned her mouth that said not to love him anymore

now they say to her "mad girl where are you going?"

when she walks with her troubles and she says

she's a siren ran aground in a bar

wrinkles on her forehead are not fault of the time

she asked but the insurance of her heart cannot hide the damages

I think they saw her in a cantin selling roses to extract her thorns

she asked crying "Why?" with rage to a mirror that,

without contesting , sent her a cruel reflect

Even if no one knows her name

I call her "Solitude"

She looks for fag-ends to smoke, on the ground

,fag-ends that you can take with a lam of life

and they end when it stops burning

She will belong forever to him

• Artist:Melendi
• Album:Curiosa La Cara De Tu Padre (2008)