El Funeral
Hoy es un día que jamás podré olvidar,
la gente se arrodilla y mira:
hoy es mi funeral.
Yo no quiero que me traigan ramos
lo que quiero es que no me coman los gusanos.
Un señor con ojos rojos
interpreta muy bien el papel:
"Pobre chico, vaya desgracia,
Dios se apiade de él".
Y en el fondo piensa
"él se lo ha buscado,
era un sinvergüenza
seguro que estaba drogado"
The Funeral
Today is a day I'll never forget,
people kneel and watch:
today is my funeral.
I don't want them to bring me bouquets,
I just don't want the worms to eat me.
A man with red eyes
plays the role very well:
"Poor boy, what a disgrace,
may God have mercy on him."
And deep down he thinks,
"he brought this upon himself,
he was a scoundrel,
surely he was high."