Las Calles Enlodadas

Just by walking around
Through the muddy streets
In my old truck
Almost late at night
I saw a girl
Sitting on that porch

I passed by two or three times
With the powerful music
I liked the girl so much
That I wanted to talk to her face to face
When I had her close
I lost my courage

Going back and forth
Coming and going
But nothing, my girl
Why don't I dare

Her eyes are stars
Her mouth is like an apple
I want to give her my love
Seven days a week
If I don't confess now
I'll confess tomorrow

Her eyes told me
That they understood my
Feelings and because I
Didn't know how to talk to her
I made the attempt and now
That I come to see her, I look at them both happily

Going back and forth
Coming and going
But nothing, my girl
Why don't I dare