Jamás [English translation]

You'll never look at me the way you used to do before

You'll never be the keeper of love memory

You'll never confuse me with your brilliant lie

I'll never believe to the remorse on your face

Your lies have enmeshed my heart

Because of your excuses my mind got to a grave

I glorify my patience, my obedience strained to the limit

You are disgusting because you've played with my consciousness

Maybe I've gone mad maybe didn't have enough of dignity

You looked like a lady that hid her baseness

Cunning is low, do not tempt me

Damn, I wish you disappear

Poor is somebody who has believed in love!

Poor is somebody who has believed to you!