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The Last Flower

El Charrito Negro

La Ultima Flor

Hay que dolor senti esta madrugada
mas me dolio cuando me desperte
al darme cuenta que borracho y sin motivo
frente a mis hijos golpie a mi mujer

esta mañana cuando me despertaba
entristecida me trajo el cafe
su cara hinchada me hizo sentir cobarde
le traje flores y otra vez la conquiste

sus familiares le pidieron denunciarme
yo se los cuento porque yo la escuche
ella decia el no ha hecho si no amarme
fue en la escalera que ayer yo resbale

hace unos dias llegue muy tarde a casa
volvi a pegarle y esta vez mucho peor
la vi resuelta salir en busca de ayuda
se arrepintio cuando yo le di una flor

hace unos dias cumplio sus treinta años
por celebrarle otra vez me emborrache
al dia siguiente yo me desperte en la carcel
que alguien me explique pues yo no se porque
el juez me dijo haber yo le recuerdo
usted borracho mato a su mujer

escalofrio y que arrepentimiento
me sentenciaron y de aqui nunca saldre
hoy es su entierro y yo estoy encerrado
hoy no comprendo porque no me denuncio
yo estaria preso pero ella estaria con vida
ya no le puedo regalar la ultima flor

The Last Flower

What pain I felt this early morning
But it hurt me more when I woke up
Realizing that drunk and for no reason
I hit my wife in front of my children

This morning as I woke up
Sad, she brought me coffee
Her swollen face made me feel cowardly
I brought her flowers and won her over again

Her relatives asked her to report me
I tell you this because I heard her
She said he did nothing but love me
It was on the stairs where I slipped yesterday

A few days ago, I came home very late
I hit her again, and this time much worse
I saw her determined to seek help
She regretted it when I gave her a flower

A few days ago, she turned thirty
I got drunk again to celebrate her
The next day, I woke up in jail
Someone explain to me because I don't know why
The judge told me, I remember
You, drunk, killed your wife

Chills and regret
I was sentenced, and I will never leave here
Today is her funeral, and I am locked up
Today, I don't understand why she didn't report me
I would be in prison, but she would be alive
I can no longer give her the last flower

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