Máma Soltera
Guardianes Del Amor
Single Mom
She was a poor girl
But fresh like rainwater
Prettier than a moonbeam
Silky skin and honey eyes
Who gives everything to love
She had only seen it in novels
But one day he knocked on her door
And without thinking, she surrendered
And so she became a single mom
The prettiest on the planet
More out of fear of comments
With her sorrow, she left
Single mom, don't be sorry
Even in your sleep, you pray to God
Single mom, who cares about the world
Or what they say, if you did it for love
Single mom, and the blessed one
And against whoever, now they are two
She was a poor girl
But rich in conscience
Now her parents don't want to see her
They say she betrayed them
Without thinking that she was deceived
By a man without principles
But she was blessed
By the work and grace of God
