Maybe it doesn't suit you because I don't have money
Maybe you aspire to much more than a trip abroad
A car that takes you out to ride everywhere
I feel so small that it's hard for you to love me
I cannot offer you more than roses and songs
And go together each afternoon to watch the sun set
To be faithful and respect you like nobody has done before
You put on the scale a good love or the money
And tell me what you prefer
A trip to Paris with all expenses paid
With a man that wants you to give him pleasure for a while
Tell me if you're happy just because he gives you gifts
And tell me what you prefer
To fake a smile even though you're empty inside
To sacrifice your youth for a few pesos
While I offer you a pure and sincere heart
And tell me what you prefer
To sell yourself simply for pleasure and without meaning
To let a stranger unbutton your dress
Who doesn't even know at least your last name
To be just the pastime of someone that doesn't care about you
To throw in the trash so many beautiful things
That I can give you if you noticed me
And tell me what you prefer
A trip to Paris with all expenses paid
With a man that wants you to give him pleasure for a while
Tell me if you're happy just because he gives you gifts
And tell me what you prefer
To fake a smile even though you're empty inside
To sacrifice your youth for a few pesos
While I offer you a pure and sincere heart
And tell me what you prefer
To sell yourself simply for pleasure and without meaning
To let a stranger unbutton your dress
Who doesn't even know at least your last name
To be just the pastime of someone that doesn't care about you
To throw in the trash so many beautiful things
That I can give you if you noticed me