Sólo soy historia

Go calmly as the story goes
everything is accomplished.
If I have drunk from this chalice that was your will
my wounds are inside
they are not visible
they are not made by nails.
My name is not San Pedro
but neither do you seem to be called Maria

And if you have any doubt I know
your deception is not worth thirty coins.
I know it was a poor kiss
that sleeps in the laps
of your innocent face.
And on this Mount Calvary
tonight I have thought
of an idea that I have adored you
that I have loved you so much
I no longer suffocate in your sorrow.

Cursed be he who thinks
that my cross, my cross
I am carrying it on my back.
To all those
who knew of the deception and
kept their silence.
To those who listened to me
knowing it was my
last supper.
And dipped their bread in the plate remaining silent
in the world of the fool.

There is a commandment that is very clear
that my jealousy does not speak of.
One must not covet, my brother
the possessions of others
now I go calmly, relieved, clean inside
because I have risen from hell
I have passed to the kingdom of heaven.

So go calmly as everything is accomplished
do not let your conscience
fall into doubt of feeling guilty
two hundred lashes on my back
for so much surrender
but it is to remove from my side the one who has
crucified me, you can't imagine what a cable.
Go calmly woman, damn it!, everything is accomplished
if I have drunk from this chalice
that was your will not mine.
My wounds are inside
they are not visible
they are not made by nails
I am not San Pedro, I am just history
nor are you Maria (repeat)