Escoria Humana
¿De que te sirve tu elegancia y tu hermosura
Si naciste destinada hacer basura?
Escoria humana, de mujer perdida
Que naciste con el alma envilecida
¿De que te sirve que mi amor te vuelva loca
Tú muriéndote por mí y yo por otra
Escoria humana, de mujer perdida
Has nacido con el alma envilecida
Cuando niña, me dijiste: Yo te quiero
Cuando grande, tu cariño me entregaste
Escoria humana, te lleve ante el altar
Ante Dios y antes los hombres tú me engañaste
Human Scum
What good is your elegance and beauty to you
If you were born destined to become trash?
Human scum, from a lost woman
For you were born with a debased soul
What good is it to you that my love drives you crazy?
You dying for me and me for someone else
Human scum, from a lost woman
You have been born with a debased soul
When I was a girl, you told me: I love you
When I grew up, you gave me your love
Human scum, I brought you before the altar
Before God and before men, you deceived me
Escrita por: Arturo Vázquez