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The Prisoner No. 9

Chavela Vargas

El Preso N0 9

Al preso número nueve
Ya lo van a confesar
Está rezando en la celda
Con el cura del penal
Porque antes de amanecer
La vida le han de quitar
Porque mató a su mujer
Y a un amigo desleal

Dice así, al confesor
Los maté, sí señor
Y si vuelvo a nacer
Yo los vuelvo a matar

Padre no me arrepiento
Ni me da miedo la eternidad
Yo sé que allá en el cielo
El juez supremo me juzgará
Voy a seguir sus pasos
Voy a buscarlos al más allá

El preso número nueve
Era un hombre muy cabal
Iba la noche del duelo
Muy contento a su jacal

Pero al mirar a su amor
En brazos de su rival
Ardió en su pecho el rencor
Y no se pudo aguantar

Dice así, al confesor
Los maté, sí señor
Y si vuelvo a nacer
Yo los vuelvo a matar

Padre no me arrepiento
Ni me da miedo la eternidad
Yo sé que allá en el cielo
El juez supremo me juzgará
Voy a seguir sus pasos
Voy a buscarlos al más allá

Ah-ah, ah-ah

The Prisoner No. 9

To prisoner number nine
They are going to confess
He's praying in the cell
With the prison priest
Because before dawn
They will take his life
Because he killed his wife
And a disloyal friend

He says to the confessor
I killed them, yes sir
And if I were to be born again
I would kill them again

Father, I do not repent
Nor am I afraid of eternity
I know that up in heaven
The supreme judge will judge me
I will follow his steps
I will look for them beyond

The prisoner number nine
Was a very upright man
He went on the night of the duel
Very happy to his hut

But upon seeing his love
In the arms of his rival
Rancor burned in his chest
And he couldn't hold back

He says to the confessor
I killed them, yes sir
And if I were to be born again
I would kill them again

Father, I do not repent
Nor am I afraid of eternity
I know that up in heaven
The supreme judge will judge me
I will follow his steps
I will look for them beyond

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Escrita por: Roberto Cantoral