Hija de un doctor El diario anunció todo en pedestal El tiempo pasó el amor creció Pero algo ocurrió El padre herido, angustiado, enojado le dijo El padre contestó Y quiero confesarles laraylalay laraylalay Daughter of a doctor The newspaper announced everything on a pedestal Time passed love grew But something happened The hurt, anguished, angry father told him The father replied And I want to confess laraylalay laraylalay ▶️ 3Speak
How about my dear friends from #hive I hope they are the best, today I am very romantic, it is very nice when you are in love and you want to yell at that person that you love her, that you are crazy about her, that you want to spend your life with that person That's why I bring you this beautiful song by Sebastian Yatra called "I want to tell you" I sincerely love this song, and I hope you like it, greetings.
Luis Silva
Romance Quinceañero
de alta sociedad
acostumbrada a tener todo en su hogar
quince años cumplió
y es la hija menor
dan una fiesta de cumpleaños en su honor
acudiría la clase de la ciudad
alguien contrato un grupo musical
música criolla porque eso quería el papa
el día llego
todo iba normal cuando llamaron al conjunto para actuar
pero algo paso cuando al cantar
un jovencito hecho su verso a improvisar
a improvisar
que lindo rostro que tiene usted señorita
esa mirada deslumbra sorprende, incita
a besar su boca
linda quinceañera
que dios la bendiga
ella al mirar al cantante le dio una sonrisa
nació la magia que llaman amor tan deprisa
se enamoro a primera vista.
pero a escondidas, el padre no se enteró
ella dio su amor
el lo recibió
y en cuerpo y alma se entregaron con pasión
ella prometió
el también juró
quererse hasta la muerte con la bendición de dios
su cuerpo cambió
crecía en su vientre el producto del amor
su padre noto su cambio exterior
y sin dudar de una vez le pregunto
quien te embarazó
y ella fuerte contestó
el hombre que amo
aquel cantante del folklore
mi gran amor
yo no permito que traigas un hijo
que va a decir la alta sociedad si no te has casado
aquel papá le obligó a practicarse el aborto
donde murió ella también al instante
alguien pregunto
quien es responsable
hay que castigarlo
fue el novio el que planeo sin permiso
el aborto en que murió mi niña
con su dinero condeno
y en la cárcel encerró
aquel muchacho inocente del error cometido
que ese pobre muchacho no soy yo
yo solamente canto la historia
que en la cárcel el mismo me contó
que esto sirva como ejemplo al amorLuis Silva
teen romance
high society
used to having everything in her home
fifteen years old
and she is the youngest daughter
they throw a birthday party in his honor
the city class would attend
someone hired a musical group
Creole music because that is what the pope wanted
the day came
everything was normal when they called the group to act
but something happened when singing
a young man made his verse to improvise
an improvise
what a beautiful face you have, miss
That look dazzles, surprises, incites
to kiss her mouth
cute quinceañera
God bless you
when she looked at the singer she gave him a smile
the magic that they call love was born so quickly
fell in love at first sight.
but secretly, the father did not find out
she gave her love
he received it
and body and soul they gave themselves with passion
she promised
he also swore
love each other to death with the blessing of god
his body changed
the product of love grew in her womb
his father noticed his external change
and without doubting once I ask him
who got you pregnant
and she loudly answered
the man i love
that folklore singer
my great love
I do not allow you to bring a child
What is high society going to say if you have not married
that dad forced her to have an abortion
where she died instantly too
someone asked
Who is responsible
you have to punish him
it was the boyfriend who planned without permission
the abortion in which my girl died
with your money I condemn
and in jail he locked
that innocent boy of the mistake made
that poor boy is not me
I only sing the story
that in jail he himself told me
let this serve as an example to love
