La Dejo o No La Dejo

Your girlfriend is charming and you are so in love
That's why you forgive her slip-ups, her deceptions
But your affection is not so blind
You see her secret very clearly

She has another life more sinister and clandestine
Your girlfriend is a terrorist
She executes and judges and attacks the system
She has this cruel defect but well, nobody is perfect

I prefer it, I allow it before her pastime
Is collecting stamps
Is cheating on me
Because a dead romance is one less romance
And it's always the same

A police station has suffered an attack
Three young policemen were shot dead
Of course, a car bomb to a colonel is more commercial
Four kilos of explosives

They send him straight to heaven
What a massacre, what bloodshed
I should report her but still the blame is mine
Maybe my understanding, my affection needs help

Maybe if I had given her more love she would have forgotten
About killing policemen without quirks, without prejudices
One dead policeman, one less policeman
According to government sources this afternoon an explosion

Has sent the congress toilets to hell
The attack is attributed to a nationalist sector
Who shits on the system and claims with violence
Freedom independence

You know that's a lie
That the blame is on your girlfriend
She has killed three deputies, democracy is dying
What a conscience problem, who do you think of being unfaithful to

To your girlfriend or to your country, you decide meanwhile
One dead politician, one less politician
They shot a soldier four times in the street
In cold blood, point-blank, he was walking with his little son

You could have prevented this cruel murder
The destiny of that orphaned child was in your hands
Doesn't his crying shake you
Jesus of my life, you are a child like me

Tell me why they killed my daddy, I'm all alone
What will I do
How to forgive this, it has gone too far
I need your advice

What do I do, do I leave her or not
A dead soldier, one less soldier
No, of course
It's just that maybe she's looking elsewhere

For what I never knew how to give her
Illusions and incentives to be able to fulfill herself
My silence is singing an apology to terrorism
I feel responsible and complicit in her barbarism

Out of jealousy and cowardice
But it horrifies me to be without her
I couldn't bear the thought
That something bad happens to her or she falls in the line of duty
One day I wake up and I'm a widower
And without her, I'm lost, nothing makes sense anymore
Because a dead girlfriend is one less girlfriend