Paroles et traduction Luis Alberto Posada - No Será Como Fui Yo

No Será Como Fui Yo

No te destroces la vida
Pensando en el hijo que pronto vendrá
Abre los ojos al mundo y espera optimista
Tu gran realidad

Y no recuerdes lo amargo
Que fue del destino de mi orfandad
No le vayas a bañar, con lágrimas al nacer
Esperale cantando con tu voz angelical
No será como fui yo, que en la infancia

Marchito la flor de la esperanza, sin juguetes, sin amor
Si es mujercita, muñequitas, bordaditas tú le harás
Si es hombrecito, caballitos, doraditos yo le haré
Y de algodón, una gran cuna tendrá

La fuerza de mi voluntad, tu pecho que le abrigará
Y la riqueza inmensa del saber, le quedará
No será como fui yo, que la escuela me cerró
Su puerta, porque en ella nadie me matriculó

Si es mujercita, muñequitas, bordaditas tú le harás
Si es hombrecito, caballitos, doraditos yo le haré
Y de algodón, una gran cuna tendrá

La fuerza de mi voluntad, tu pecho que le abrigará
Y la riqueza inmensa del saber, le quedará
No será como fui yo, que la escuela me cerró
Su puerta, porque en ella nadie me matriculó

It Won't Be Like I Was

Don't destroy your life
Thinking about the child that will soon come
Open your eyes to the world and wait optimistically
For your great reality

And don't remember the bitterness
That was the destiny of my orphanhood
Don't bathe him, with tears at birth
Wait for him, singing with your angelic voice
He won't be like I was, who in childhood

Withered the flower of hope, without toys, without love
If it's a little girl, you'll make her little embroidered dolls
If it's a little boy, I'll make him little golden horses
And he'll have a large cotton cradle

The strength of my will, your breast that will shelter him
And the immense richness of knowledge, will remain with him
He won't be like I was, the school closed its
Door to me, because no one enrolled me there

If it's a little girl, you'll make her little embroidered dolls
If it's a little boy, I'll make him little golden horses
And he'll have a large cotton cradle

The strength of my will, your breast that will shelter him
And the immense richness of knowledge, will remain with him
He won't be like I was, the school closed its
Door to me, because no one enrolled me there