Amor Prisionero (part. Roberto Tapia)
Detrás de esa puerta de oro
Hay un amor prisionero
Ayer recibí tu carta
Donde me dice te quiero
Lástima que ya sea tarde
Tú preferiste el dinero
Tú ya conoces mi huerto
La sombra de aquel manzano
Que no da manzanas de oro
Pero nos ha acobijado
Claro que no se compara
Con tu castillo dorado
Ahora que tienes dinero
Puedes comprar corazones
Pero si violas la puerta
Vas a perder los millones
Yo sigo siendo el cantante
Que vive de sus canciones
Seca tu llanto nocturno
Con un pañuelo dorado
Y acuérdate del jorongo
Con el que te he acobijado
Claro que no se compara
Con tu castillo dorado
Ahora que tienes dinero
Puedes comprar corazones
Pero si violas la puerta
Vas a perder los millones
Yo sigo siendo el cantante
Que vive de sus canciones
Prisoner of Love (feat. Roberto Tapia)
Behind that golden door
There's a love that's locked away
Yesterday I got your letter
Where you said you love me
It's a shame it's too late now
You chose money over me
You already know my garden
The shade of that apple tree
It doesn't bear golden apples
But it has sheltered us
Of course, it can't compare
To your golden castle
Now that you have money
You can buy hearts
But if you break down that door
You'll lose all your millions
I'm still the singer
Who lives off his songs
Wipe your nighttime tears
With a golden handkerchief
And remember the poncho
That I wrapped you in
Of course, it can't compare
To your golden castle
Now that you have money
You can buy hearts
But if you break down that door
You'll lose all your millions
I'm still the singer
Who lives off his songs