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Flor Del Barrio

Tu sabes bien que quererte es perder
Tu sabes bien que es dificil cambiar
No todo el tiempo en la vida es placer
Hay tiempo bueno pa amar y odiar .ay.

Tu sabes bien que quererte es perder
Tu sabes bien que es dificil cambiar
No todo el tiempo en la vida es placer
Hay tiempo bueno pa amar y odiar .
Amar y odiar, amar y odiar, amar y odiar

En todos los barrios hay historias de amor
Unos mas felices que otras, otras mas tristes
Yo les voy a contar la historia que yo se
La de una flor del barrio que poco a poco
Se fue marchitando. La historia de un amor
Terrible, tempestuoso, de un cariño de rosas y espinas
La que yo vi, y no pude evitar vivir en carne viva
La chamaquita veia luces por el tipo
Juegos artificiales, no existia ni un minuto
Que ella no hablara o pensara en el
El amor estaba en su sangre, como un veneno
Como una enfermedad dulce y amarga
Y los meses pasaron, y con ellos llego
El horror de una relacion que ya no era saludable
Como si en su corazon algun fuego dejara de quemarla

Minuto a minuto, se me alargan las horas
Segundo a segundo ya no hay tiempo de sobra... ay.
Minuto a minuto, se me alargan las horas
Segundo a segundo ya no hay tiempo de sobra

Y aquel amor empezo a engañarla con otras
A olvidarse de esas fechas importantes
Que mantienen viva cualquier relacion
Y no le pegaba a la chamaquita
Pero constantemente le bajaba el autoestima
La ridiculisaba frente de sus amistades
La trataba como un objeto de placer
La llamaba cuando ella estaba cansada
De esperar su llamada.
Aquella flor del barrio fue marchitandose
Minuto a minuto apagandose,
Como se apaga el fuego del amor
Y jamas cicatrizan los golpes del alma
Ojala y nunca el amor se convierta en odio
Porque el dia que eso pase
El amor va estar bien perdido

Tu sabes bien que quererte es perder
Tu sabes bien que es dificil cambiar
No todo el tiempo en la vida es placer
Hay tiempo bueno pa amar y odiar .ay.

Tu sabes bien que quererte es perder
Tu sabes bien que es dificil cambiar
No todo el tiempo en la vida es placer
Hay tiempo bueno pa amar y odiar .
Amar y odiar, amar y odiar, amar y odiar

Violencia no es solo un golpe
Es mas que la palabra
Dolor, lagrimas, autoestima,
Cicatrizes que no sanan
Es mas que un asunto de matrimonio
Porque hemos podido ser victimas
Desde el primer novio, hasta que pasan cosas
Porque el amor jurado se convierte en odio
No dejes que la flor de la esperanza se marchite
Aunque solo de ella quede en rueda

Gallego y Glou - Glory
Repartiendo semillas
Para que cresca la conciencia

Echo tu si sabes hacer esto
Puerto Rico, Latinoamerica
Es tiempo de cambiar!

Neighborhood Flower

You know well that to love you is to lose
You know well that it's difficult to change
Not all the time in life is pleasure
There is good time to love and hate, oh yes

You know well that to love you is to lose
You know well that it's difficult to change
Not all the time in life is pleasure
There is good time to love and hate .
To love and to hate, to love and to hate, to love and to hate

In all neighborhoods there are love stories
Some happier than others, some sadder
I will tell you the story I know
That of a neighborhood flower that slowly
Was withering, the story of a love
Terrible, tempestuous, of a love of roses and thorns
The one I saw, and couldn't help but experience firsthand
The girl saw lights because of the guy
Fireworks, there wasn't a minute
That she didn't talk or think about him
Love was in her blood, like a poison
Like a bittersweet illness
And the months passed, and with them came
The horror of a relationship that was no longer healthy
As if in her heart some fire stopped burning

Minute by minute, the hours stretch out
Second by second there’s no time left… oh yes
Minute by minute, the hours stretch out
Second by second there’s no time left

And that love began to cheat on her with others
To forget those important dates
That keep any relationship alive
And he didn't hit the girl
But he constantly lowered her self-esteem
He ridiculed her in front of his friends
He treated her like an object of pleasure
He called her when she was tired
Of waiting for his call.
That neighborhood flower was withering
Minute by minute fading away
Like the fire of love goes out
And the blows to the soul never heal
Hopefully love will never turn into hatred
Because the day that happens
Love will be truly lost

You know well that to love you is to lose
You know well that it's difficult to change
Not all the time in life is pleasure
There is good time to love and hate, oh yes

You know well that to love you is to lose
You know well that it's difficult to change
Not all the time in life is pleasure
There is good time to love and hate .
To love and to hate, to love and to hate, to love and to hate

Violence is not just a blow
It is more than the word
Pain, tears, self-esteem,
Scars that don't heal
It is more than a marriage matter
Because we could have been victims
From the first boyfriend, until things happen
Because the sworn love turns into hate
Don't let the flower of hope wither
Even if only a wheel is left of it

Gallego and Glou - Glory
Spreading seeds
So that consciousness grows

Echo, you know how to do this
Puerto Rico, Latin America
It's time to change!