El Traidor
Nunca compres la historia oficial
Mientras prendo otro cigarro, te cuento de mi verdad
Entre rejas, no soy el que fui
Me sacaron los cordones, el nombre y el pedigri
La muerte me gano de mano y se llevo al traidor
Y aunque esa noche brindamos no fui yo
Yo pago culpas ajenas
El peso de la traicion
Y tambien pago la muerte el traidor
No preciso de tu compasion
Solo alguien que me escuche, sin tomar declaracion
Solo queda muy dentro de mi
El eco de aquel disparo que nunca quizo salir.
The Traitor
Never buy the official story
While I light another cigarette, I tell you my truth
Behind bars, I am not who I was
They took away my shoelaces, my name, and my pedigree
Death got ahead of me and took the traitor
And even though we toasted that night, it wasn't me
I pay for others' sins
The weight of betrayal
And I also pay for the traitor's death
I don't need your compassion
Just someone to listen to me, without taking a statement
Only deep inside me
The echo of that shot that never wanted to come out.