Boca de hule [English translation]

Like the slammer you want to give me,

any paint layer is too much,

do not camouflage yourself in your truth,

I will not tolerate it at this point.

Ganga, mouth of rubber,

You will not expect me to shut up and hide now,

the hour of shame came,

to see if you have the courage to make the account.

Now that we are both,

the lights went out burning the script,

do not look aside, you know well what happened,

You can save yourself your best performance.

Now we are both,

without possible future and at the foot of the canyon,

there are bullets that kill from the inside,

mistakes that never forgive pain,

and there is no wound that heals without saying goodbye.

As a shadow among my fears,

as an alert that awakens your entanglements,

all at the wrong time, all cursed,

I saw you lying to me, while I almost vomited.

Feel the time, break your glory,

bite my fist in the name of the whole story,

to fall asleep on Sunday

waste time regretting if I do not scream.

Now that we are both,

the lights went out burning the script,

do not look aside, you know well what happened,

You can save yourself your best performance.

Now we are both,

without possible future and at the foot of the canyon,

there are bullets that kill from the inside,

mistakes that never forgive pain,

and there is no wound that heals without saying goodbye.

Weed, cheap silver,

that I also know how to lie in the morning,

there is no verse that does not rhyme

with the poison and the apple.

Now that we are both,

the lights went out burning the script,

do not look aside, you know well what happened,

You can save yourself your best performance.

Now we are both,

without possible future and at the foot of the canyon,

there are bullets that kill from the inside,

mistakes that never forgive pain,

and there is no wound that heals without saying goodbye.