El gran conquistador

And I believed myself to be the great conqueror
I wanted to possess them all, now I suffer equally
This pain in my home, seeing my daughter today mocked like her

I broke her heart
I frustrated her career
I mistreated her beauty
And in the street, they disrespect her
I, with all my friends, made fun of her

And I believed myself to be the great conqueror
I wanted to possess them all, now I suffer equally
This pain in my home, seeing my daughter today mocked like her

She was left alone without the slightest idea
Of what to do with her life, of what to do with what she expects
She is condemned to rejection and called a nobody

And I believed myself to be the great conqueror
I wanted to possess them all, now I suffer equally
This pain in my home, seeing my daughter today mocked like her

(And I, who believed myself a conqueror, now suffer and cry my pain)
In the path of life, my betrayal is punished
(And I, who believed myself a conqueror, now suffer and cry my pain)
To feel and suffer this sad reality in my home
Listen, Juan Carlos! Delicious
Niche! Niche!
(And I, who believed myself a conqueror, now suffer and cry my pain)
To see my beloved daughter consumed in her pain
(And I, who believed myself a conqueror, now suffer and cry my pain)
If in life forgiveness is granted, may it forgive me