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| Niña De La Noche | Girl Of The Night |
| De siete a tres es la mejor estudiante. Usa falda, calceta y zapato colegial. Nadie se explica sus terribles ojeras Sus bostezos continuos, sus ganas de huir Su realidad es una ensarta de hermanos Que se quedan en casa, no tienen que comer Y los papeles de jubilación de su padre Hace un año que no tienen respuesta La necesidad le ha enseñado a sacarle a la noche De alguna manera provecho Y que el deseo de hombre se convierta Siempre en pan para su familia Y a las diez de la noche, disfraz La niña del colegio se convierte en un objeto ambulante Coro 1: Niña de la noche, te subes a otro coche Seguro no es tu príncipe azul. Niña de la noche, te subes a otro coche Seguro no es tu príncipe azul Coro 2: Y mientras aumentas la dosis de carmín Se une a la lista de clientes para tu sorpresa El profe de latín De madrugada regresa a su casa A terminar la tarea de estudios sociales. Se siente usada pero hay que concluir El resumen de Colón y su segundo viaje Y aunque a diario se muere de pena Cuenta los billetes de su última faena Coro 1,2,1,1 Niña de la noche, seguro no es tu principe azul |
From seven to three she is the best student. She wears a school skirt, socks and shoes. No one can explain her terrible dark circles Her continuous yawning, her desire to run off Her reality is a string of siblings Who stay at home, they have nothing to eat And her father's retirement papers Have not had a reply for a year Necessity has taught her to take from the night In some beneficial manner And that man's desire can always be converted Into bread for her family And at ten at night, disguised The school girl becomes a walking object Chorus 1: Girl of the night, you get into another car For sure he is not your Prince Charming. Girl of the night, you get into another car For sure he is not your Prince Charming Chorus 2: And as you increase the amount of lipstick Your latin teacher Joins the list of clients, to your surprise In the morning she returns home To finish her social studies homework. She feels worn out but the summary of Columbus And his second voyage has to be concluded And although she is dying from sadness daily She counts the notes from her last job Chorus 1,2,1,1 Girl of the night, for sure he is not your Prince Charming |