Vestida de Novia

I look at you and you seem asleep
Your hands clutching a small bouquet of chance
A deep and very sad dream
From which you will never wake up

They have dressed you in your wedding dress
The one you will no longer wear in the church
Your pale lips asleep
The excited 'yes' will not be uttered

Chorus
And you go, and you go
To heaven dressed as a bride you go
And a very sad choir of angels
Sob the wedding march (repeat)

I feel so lonely and so sad
And seeing you asleep, I want to scream
I bite my lips thinking
That your eyes will never look at me

Why would destiny have wanted
Such a cruel and brutal blow
To leave our dreams shattered
In you, I ask what was our wrong

Chorus
And you go, and you go
To heaven dressed as a bride you go
And a very sad choir of angels
Sob the wedding march (repeat)