Mary what's wrong?
Why can't you get out of the chain?
And every night you are in the cell
That you have lived today
Mary what's wrong?
We know that you used to be there
And you are a princess to your father
What happened to you?
It's a woman's story
Sleeping in the morning, awake at night
Her face was full of make up
In the place, where the light is off
Let's start the story...
I'm his best friend
Rolando is my name
A story you need to know
'Don't go blind again
Why do we want to know the stench of others?
I'll give you that
Do you know who Mary is?
That was my childhood from childhood
We always had paper boats in the creek
His smile brightened around
And as he passed his neck twisted
It was pretty good when she was young
Whenever I talk, I often lose my mind
Even with feelings I was forced to close
The mouth and heart beat for her
And dancing after we finished
Because of the sweat on my face I wiped the powder
It even seemed uneven and rushed
He met a man from Manila
I've been away for years
I tried to escape
But I found out
What I really need
'I can't help but look at others
I love her
I'll look for Mary
Save while praying to be found
At the place he says he works
I saw a picture of her hanging on the door
No matter the color of the hair I will never forget
His eyes and sweetness of his smile
And because of the excitement, he didn't hesitate
Immediately enter the room but why is it so dark
Lots of tables and drinks are drunk
Suddenly there was a slow song
On the small stage I saw that
I wondered, wondered, nodded
Why does she dance wearing only shoes?
It's a woman's story
Sleep in the morning, awake at night
His face was full of lipstick
In the area the light is off
Let's continue the story
She immediately went along with nothing
Her boyfriend's girlfriend was funny
Get off at the taxi-stand in a place
It was like I was starring in the scenes that followed
If it was a dream I wouldn't wake up
But I was dreaming that morning when I woke up
All I could find was an envelope on the floor
Letters to her that she wrote overnight
Even though I had a troubled mind I was forced to read
'What he told me is unforgettable
Dear Roland I know you are in deep sleep
I didn't say goodbye to you
Thank you for your heart
And the happiest night of my life
When I left our village I thought
A real love I found
Find everywhere and with whom
'I didn't think this was my fate
Instead I was rescued by a cliff
It just means sticking to the bottom
If it stains, it can be treated
If it is no longer delicious then turn your back on it
Even I was a pay and drag girl
The saliva of various men is known
There is only one thing I can be proud of
You're the only one I kissed on the lip
I would love to stay in your arms
I'm glad you found me
No sweeper can clean the clutter
And I do not like you
I dreamed that you would bring me to the altar
But with a lot of bitterness my heart sank
'I will never forget your kiss
But please don't ever come back
The gift of God you will recognize
Thanks for remembering, dear Mary
It's a woman's story
Sad story,