NINA SIMONE - THE OTHER WOMAN

DESOLACION II

Todos la miran por su belleza.
Siempre está de punta en blanco, como flor recién cortada,
De tacones altos, traje y cartera fina.
Siempre se ve "estupenda".
Exhuda una sensualidad al caminar, que
Incita el apetito y las pasiones desbocadas.
Todos la desean.
Todos se saborean con lujuria al verla.
Pero ella tiene dueño. Y todos lo saben.
Aunque... ella no es dueña de él. Y nunca lo será.
Y cuando venga el ocaso y se marchite su belleza,
Nadie estará a su lado para cuidarla y acompañarla.
Por eso está sola, más sola que nunca.
Por eso está desolada, más desolada que nunca!

The other woman
Finds time to manicure her nails
The other woman
Is perfect where her rival fails
And she's never seen
With pin curls in her hair

The other woman
Enchantes her clothes with french perfume
The other woman
Keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
There are never toys
That's scattered everywhere

And when her baby comes to call
He'll find her waiting
Like a lonesome queen
'Cos when she's by his side
It's such a change from old routine

But the other woman
Will always cry herself to sleep
The other woman will never have his love to keep
And as the years go by
The other woman
Will spend her life
Alone

But the other woman
Will always cry herself to sleep
The other woman
Will never have his love to keep
And as the years go by
The other woman
Will spend her life...
Alone.