Perro callejero

He was a stray dog
He had nothing but veins
They say he died a long time ago
And I still have him close

His parents, they knew him
Only halfway, and they said
That their son was a bad guy
And didn't deserve life

They're not whores, they're princesses
And a castle is your pension
Put the spoon on the table
The show is about to begin

If they cut off your head
And hang you by your feet
Don't look at the blood that comes out
And how you can see yourself