CINDERALLA CON NADA

Its seven in the morning, still in bed deeply merged in thoughts
along with hearing birds chirping, me playing with sun rays
my eyes are open far and wide, seeing everything
but my mind couldn’t stop thinking about you, my precious

Yesterday you meet with me in my dream and you were very happy
holding another girl in your arms, caring and loving her
so much so that it made me feel cold, deserted and wild
I really would like to be in her place and to be cared by you too

But I am not in a state to think, to be jealous or even feel all of that
because she is an angel descended from heaven with flawless beauty
and you are the gentleman; both of you’ll fit perfectly into a fairytale
Cinderella-with nothing is what I am in your fairytale world

Cinderella with no looks, no godmother and no glass slippers; nada
this chimney girl will remain chimney girl with nothing forever
nothing magical will ever happen in that tale for me; nothing valuable
my one and only valuable heart belonged with you; soy pobre!