Mamas put your babies to sleep, story too cruelsome for
them this is. In Junior high she said goodbye to her parents and ran
away with a boy. She left her family warm and kind, all of her friends said
"youŽre out of your mind". Life of her own she would find, itŽs Monday and sheŽs
gotta grind.
A Job as a waitress she sure was to find, beautiful face,
mind of a child. Boy got her pregnant, Mary-Lou cried," For this I am
too young oh why did you lie" You said "itŽs okay if we do it today", I was
so scared that you would go away. "Despite all the papers been signed, mama take me
back be so kind".
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come
home again. He promised the moon but wonŽt marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, heŽs goinŽ out with
someone new. Sunshine or rain, itŽs all the same, life isnŽt gray
oh Mary-Lou.Mamas do your children still sleep, in the safe of their
cradles so sweet. Story I told you I have foreseen, Your little angel ainŽt
always so clean. Days to come arenŽt easy to see, You can change Žem but
it isnŽt free. I see that you donŽt believe, ooo-oo, but you will see.
Aquí la triste historia
La canción se llama Mary Lou, de Sonata Arctica.
#60 Sol o lluvia, es todo lo mismo, la vida no es gris, oh Mary Cruz*
*Gracia del día
