She is young, she was born in Tinagera She was robbed of the youth she should have known She's alive, she's alive and she lives in Tinagera She's alive, but her heart is all alone
She's a child, just a child, yet her mind is old and tarnished She is wise in the things she need not know She is tired, she is tired and sad and lonely She's a slave to the things which steal her soul
Anymore, anymore she isn't feeling She's been torn from the things she once received She's afraid, so afraid my Tinagera She's afraid, so afraid to just believe
She don't know, she don't know my Tinagera How can she believe unless you tell her so There's a way, there's a way, a way my Tinagera You can know, you can really, really know
Just believe, just believe, believe and you can feel it Take a look around if you try then you will see There's a way, if you know won't you show my Tinagera There's a way, there's a way and you can know.