Текст и перевод песни Rods - Carita De Inocente

Carita De Inocente

Carita inocente me miras, me mientes y me haces llorar.
Te quedas callada y no dices nada, veo en tu mirada te portaste mal.

Tres de la mañana llegas tarde a casa eso es por demás, traes tu minifalda y en tu cuello una marca se puede notar.
Alguien araño tu espalda a quién crees que engañas con tu camuflash...
Sé que vienes toda maquillada esa retocada te quedo muy mal.

Para convencerme te haces la enojada, pero de inocente tú no tienes nada!
Para ser un ángel te faltan las alas, aunque eres bonita también eres mala,

Te irás al infierno con todo y zapatos como dijo un ciego nos vemos al rato.
Es la última gota que derramo el vaso, no intentes defenderte ya no tiene caso,
No pidas perdón ni digas que te arrepientes, no te creo nada, no te creo nada carita de inocente.

Tres de la mañana llegas tarde a casa eso es por demás
Traes tu minifalda tu cuello una marca se puede notar,

Alguien araño tu espalda a quién crees que engañas con tu camuflash...
Se que vienes toda maquillada esa retocada te quedo muy mal,

Para convencerme te haces la enojada, pero de inocente tú no tienes nada!
Para ser un ángel te faltan las alas, aunque eres bonita también eres mala,

Te irás al infierno con todo y zapatos como dijo un ciego nos vemos al rato.
Es la última gota que derramo el vaso, no intentes defenderte ya no tiene caso,
No pidas perdón ni digas que te arrepientes, no te creo nada, no te creo nada carita de inocente.

Carita De Inocente

Your innocent face looks at me, you lie to me and make me cry.
You stay quiet and say nothing, I see in your eyes, you've misbehaved.

It's three in the morning, you come home late, that's too much, you're wearing your miniskirt and there's a mark on your neck, it's noticeable.
Someone has scratched your back, who do you think you're fooling with your cover-up...
I know you've come all made up, that touch-up looks really bad on you.

To convince me, you pretend to be angry, but there's nothing innocent about you!
To be an angel, you need wings, though you're pretty, you're also bad,

You'll go to hell in those shoes, like a blind man said, I'll see you later.
This is the last straw that breaks the camel's back, don't try to defend yourself, it's pointless now,
Don't ask for forgiveness or say you're sorry, I don't believe you, I don't believe you, my innocent face.

It's three in the morning, you come home late, that's too much.
You're wearing your miniskirt, there's a mark on your neck, it's noticeable,

Someone has scratched your back, who do you think you're fooling with your cover-up...
I know you've come all made up, that touch-up looks really bad on you,

To convince me, you pretend to be angry, but there's nothing innocent about you!
To be an angel, you need wings, though you're beautiful, you're also evil,

You'll go to hell in those shoes, as a blind man said, I'll see you later.
This is the last straw that breaks the camel's back, don't try to defend yourself, it's pointless now,
Don't ask for forgiveness or say you're sorry, I don't believe you, I don't believe you, my innocent face.