Las Tumbas
Ismael Rivera
The Tombs
Pick up, son, see that you're going to the street
Tell Pancho to send me something for the police station
Hail Mary puppet, what a break
I want to leave the tombs
I don't know when it will happen
The tombs are for the dead
And I'm not dead
When will I leave this prison
That tortures me, tortures my heart
If I stay here, I'll go crazy
The tombs are already crucifixion
Monotony, monotony, cruel pain
If I stay here, I'll go crazy
I want to leave the tombs
I don't know when it will happen
The tombs are for the dead
And I'm not dead
When will I leave this prison
That tortures me, tortures my heart
If I stay here, I'll go crazy
Now look, but the tombs are already crucifixion
Monotony, monotony, look cruel pain
If I stay here, I'll go crazy. Release!
I want to leave the tombs
I don't know when it will happen
The tombs are for the dead
And I'm not dead
Go forward, humble prisoner
Pick up, I told you that you're leaving
Mary puppet, seems like you're well accustomed, ah
Go to the street
They had you well fooled. Release!
