Spirit sorrows...
Three meters underground
Three meters underground
For a weed plant, they sent me off to fight
The roosters of this ring always sing to [them]*
But from the north, they send us off to fight
Like the sun with no shadow, that was my destiny
I went with it because the business ended my poverty
I prayed to my saint to take on my errand
Where is the punishment if here I lay buried,..
I am the queen of the underworld
My crown is a gravestone
Not even with all the money in the world
Never again will I see your pretty face
I am the queen of the underworld
My crown is a gravestone
Not even with all the money in the world
Never again will I see your pretty face
Three meters underground
Three meters underground
If only God gave me another opportunity
Like that blind stick that drinks from the earth
I drank of this wine, delicacy of the immortal
I want to get up now, oh how you shake, earth
Listening to that mariachi that sings my song
The street takes the dust, the dust that takes me
To the chapo, to have him consuming** my pain
I am the queen of the underworld
My crown is a gravestone
Not even with all the money in the world
Never again will I see your pretty face
I am the queen of the underworld
My crown is a gravestone
Not even with all the money in the world
Never again will I see your pretty face