Fer ubica [English translation]

Close the gates

Call the guards

take my portrait picture

put a number on me

but I am myself for the first time in my life

I yelled like a furious person

I gave up on everything I am

I used to drink even worse

I survived nightmares

but I am a fair murderer

of clean cheek and face (*with no shame or guilt)

I am proud, and why wouldn't I be

I killed all of her in myself

Call the judges

Let them prejudge fair

and until the end of my life let me stay there/(here)

but I succeed to get over/(forget her)