El Fango
Ángela Aguilar
The Mud
I found him crawling
Sunk in misery
A broken toy, with no grace or worth
I gave him my crown, my empire, my greatness
I pulled him from the mud, and now he begs for my royalty
And what are you gonna do with your laments?
If he surrenders at my feet, to my charms
And what are you gonna do? Who are you gonna plead to?
If now I’m his queen, his only place
And return, return, return, I’ll never allow it
Of course I rescued him, and now he adores me
He’s dying for me. I rewrote his story
I erased your insignificance
And how were you supposed to know, that I was the chosen one?
The owner of his soul, his only fragrance
With my beauty and cunning, I caught him in my nets
I gave him a kingdom of luxuries, and now he obeys me
If with my power, I lifted him to the top
You’re just a ghost
A mistake from the past, a terrible rhyme
And what are you gonna do with your laments?
If he surrenders at my feet, to my charms
And what are you gonna do? Who are you gonna plead to?
If now I’m his queen, his only place
And return, return, return, I’ll never allow it