Translation of the song lyrics Dulces princesas - David DeMaria

Dulces princesas (original)

Pasion ha echado cuentas
En la frontera de sus treinta
Y con amor abraza a su pequeña…
La mira mientras piensa
Que toda su vida es para ella
Con el dolor de una preja que no espera…
Sabe que la vida no es un juego
Ha cruzado laberintos de soledad y desconsuelos…
Y pasion elude la tormenta de miradas ajenas
Buscando un poco de calor…
Y pasion que siempre ha sido ella, tan fiel a sus ideas
Le planta cara al desamor, junto a su dulce princesa…
Jamas pidio prestado
El interés de algún te quiero
Y dibujo el sol que hay en su cielo…
Que no hay querer mas grande
Que el de una madre hacia su hijo
Ni mayor perdon que perdonar, a un prisionero del recuerdo…
Cada fin de mes pasa fatigas
Pa pagar las hipotecas de unas caricias de mentira…
Y pasion elude la tormenta de miradas ajenas
Buscando un poco de calor…
Y pasion que siempre ha sido ella, tan fiel a sus ideas
Le planta cara al desamor, junto a su dulce princesa…
Pasion ha echado cuentas, sumando besos a su reina
Restandole rencor al preso de su fiel conciencia…
Dulces princesas, dulces princesas…

Dulces princesas (translation)

Passion has done accounts
On the border of his thirties
And she lovingly hugs her little girl...
He looks at her while she thinks
That all her life is for her
With the pain of a preja that she does not expect...
She knows that life is not a game
She has crossed labyrinths of loneliness and heartbreak...
And passion eludes the storm of foreign gazes
Looking for some warmth…
And passion that has always been her, so faithful to her ideas
She stands up to heartbreak, along with her sweet princess of hers...
never borrowed
The interest of some I love you
And I draw the sun that is in her sky of her...
That there is no wanting greater
That of a mother towards her son
No greater forgiveness than to forgive, a prisoner of memory...
Every end of the month passes fatigue
To pay the mortgages of a few lying caresses...
And passion eludes the storm of foreign gazes
Looking for some warmth…
And passion that she has always been, so faithful to her ideas
She stands up to heartbreak, along with her sweet princess of hers...
Pasion has done accounts, adding kisses to his queen
Subtracting resentment from the prisoner of his faithful conscience of her...
Sweet princesses, sweet princesses...