Esa chica [English translation]

How to imagine that for the most brilliant star

no one waits once the show ends,

that without the spotlights that enchant her

she is no more than a little girl

with a dress and with heels?

And when she returns to the dressing room

she crouches down in the hallway

and feels suddenly like a character without an author.

So radiant in the magazines

and she doesn't have anyone who tells her

that without makeup she is much better

how could she be so stupid

and forget that which matters?

The stars of a hotel do not give warmth.

And every night in the mirror

she asks her reflection:

"Who are you and what have you done

with that girl that I was?"

Chorus:

That girl a little crazy

that used to be singing through the neighborhood,

that girl so cheerful

with messy hair

she didn't carry in her pockets

any more than the summer air

and now that she has everything

she spends the nights crying.

Every time that her smile appears in the news

what would they know, she sighs and changes the channel

who cares about the awards

or how many sing her songs

if among all of those thousands you are not there

She would change her crown

for her old shoes

and running she would come back to wait for you at your front door

Chorus:

That girl a little crazy

that used to be singing through the neighborhood,

that girl so cheerful

with messy hair

she didn't carry in her pockets

any more than the summer air

and now that she has everything

she spends the nights crying.

Because she misses every day

everything that she loved the most,

staying up all night with her guitar

and waking up with your smile.

Being happy with so little,

going unnoticed,

she doesn't want to be a princess anymore

simply...

Chorus:

That girl a little crazy

that used to be singing through the neighborhood,

that girl so cheerful

with messy hair

she chose to be the princess

of the country of lies

listen well to what I tell you...

Because I am that girl...