Paroles et traduction Willie Rosario - Esa Muñeca

Esa Muñeca

Si nos encontramos me vira la cara
Y se le converso ella no contesta
Si le envío flores nunca las acepta
Y yo sigo loco por esa muñeca.
Si voy a su casa no me abre la puerta
Si le escribo cartas no me da respuestas
Para sus amigas yo no califico
Pues no soy de alta socieda porque no soy rico.
Dime que mas puedo hacer muñeca
Para conquistar tus besos, para conquistar tu amor
No se si es que deba resignarme
A la idea de que nunca yo logre ser tu amante.

No vale lo que hagas ni lo que le ofrezcas
No funciona nada con esa muñeca.

Y yo quisiera decirle lo mucho que a mi me gusta
Ella muy indiferente pero parece que no le gusta, que le disgusta.

Sus amistades comentan que no soy un buen partido
Pues mi condición monetaria no se presta pa caprichos.
Esa muñeca.
Esa muñeca me gusta y yo la quiero para mi.

Me tortura su mirada, me tortura al caminar.

Pero muñeca, muñeca, muñeca.

Como cocina, camina que lindo tu caminar.

Yo quiero que seas mía solo mía nada más.

Oye ya que me llevo esa prieta.

Con esta banda que deleita me la llevo ya a bailar.

Tal parece que le gusto y no me quiere aceptar.

Y yo sigo loco pero por esa muñeca.

That Doll

If we meet, she turns her face away
And if I talk to her, she won't answer
If I send her flowers, she never accepts them
And I'm still crazy about that doll.
If I go to her house, she won't open the door
If I write her letters, she doesn't respond
I don't qualify for her friends
Because I'm not from a high society and I'm not rich.
Tell me what else can I do, doll
To conquer your kisses, to conquer your love
I don't know if I should just give up
The idea that I will never be your lover.

It doesn't matter what you do or what you offer
Nothing works with that doll.

And I would like to tell her how much I like her
She's very indifferent, but it seems that she doesn't like me, that she's disgusted by me.

Her friends say that I'm not good enough for her
Because my financial situation doesn't allow for her whims.
That doll.
That doll, I like her and I want her for myself.

Her gaze tortures me, her walk tortures me.

But doll, doll, doll.

How she cooks, her walk, how lovely your walk is.

I want you to be mine, all mine.

Hey, I'm taking that dark-skinned girl with me.

With this band that delights me, I'm taking her to dance.

It seems that she likes me, but she doesn't want to admit it.

And I'm still crazy, but for that doll.