I am going to tell a story that moved me
Of an innocent young woman who fell in love
And gave herself completely, never imagined
That with the passing of time she would have pain
He deceived her, swore love to her, and upon discovering
That within her being the fruit of that love was growing
He didn't care, and left with a cruel gesture
Saying that she couldn't have that child
Crying sadly, she said, "God, it can't be
That the father of the child I carry today
Wants me to, to renounce giving it life
And give up on him"
Crying, that young woman said to him
"He has to be born"

Innocent, he has no malice, fruit of the love
That I gave him
Innocent, he has no malice, fruit of the love
That I gave him

God does things very well, listen to me
Faith moves mountains, I know it very well
Don't be ashamed of the child that is going to be born
Because he is a blessed fruit that must be loved
You have to be strong, woman, you have to suffer
And you have to cry, but I am sure that
Your life will change
Resignation, a lot of courage, you must have
To understand that now you have to be
Both mother and father too
Walk and don't hide your gaze, there is nothing to
Fear, because around any corner
You will find love
But that child you carry in your womb
Is part of you, smiling, she understood my
Words and said again

Innocent, he has no malice
Fruit of the love that I gave him
Innocent, he has no malice
Fruit of the love that I gave him
Innocent, he has no malice
Fruit of the love that I gave him
Innocent, he has no malice
Fruit of the love that I gave him

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