Paroles et traduction Pimpinela - Heroína Solitaria

Heroína Solitaria

L Como todas las mañanas, cinco días por semana,
Ella llega diez en punto a la oficina,
En sus pasos todo es prisa, lleva siempre una sonrisa,
No le teme al tono gris de la rutina,
LyJ Porque está enamorada,
Porque viene preparada para ver su amor,
Un amor que es invisible, un amor que imposible entre los dos...
LyJ Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo... y lo ama...
L Ella sabe de su vida, sus amantes preferidas,
Él ignora el amor que ella siente,
J La lastiman sus amores pero igual les manda flores,
Él lo pide y para ella es suficiente,
LyJ Porque sigue enamorada,
Porque no le importa nada, a no ser ese amor,
Un amor que invisible, un amor que es imposible entre los dos...
LyJ Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo... y lo ama...
L Ella sabe que ese amor,
Es camino hacia el dolor,
LyJ Es querer tocar el cielo con las manos,
L Pero nada puede hacer,
Y lo tiene que esconder,
LyJ Al entrar por esa puerta al dar las diez...
LyJ Heroína solitaria,
Ella es su secretaria y lo ama,
Se confunde en el infierno
De quererlo y no tenerlo... y lo ama...

Lonely Heroine

L Just like every morning, five days a week,
She arrives at the office at ten o'clock sharp,
Every step she takes is in a hurry, she always wears a smile,
She's not afraid of the gray tone of the routine,
LyJ Because she's in love,
Because she comes prepared to see her love,
A love that is invisible, a love that is impossible between the two...
LyJ Lonely heroine,
She's his secretary and she loves him,
She is confused in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...
L She knows about his life, his favorite lovers,
He ignores the love she feels,
J His love affairs hurt her, but she still sends him flowers,
He asks for it and it's enough for her,
LyJ Because she's still in love,
Because she doesn't care about anything, except that love,
A love that is invisible, a love that is impossible between the two...
LyJ Lonely heroine,
She's his secretary and she loves him,
She is confused in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...
L She knows that that love,
Is a path to pain,
LyJ It's like wanting to touch the sky with your hands,
L But she can't do anything,
And she has to hide it,
LyJ As she walks through that door at ten o'clock...
LyJ Lonely heroine,
She's his secretary and she loves him,
She is confused in the hell
Of wanting him and not having him... and she loves him...