Mi Carcelera
Los Chiroques
My Jailor
If your house were a prison
That you were my jailor
If your house were a prison
That you were my jailor
Throughout my whole life
I wouldn't leave your house
Throughout my whole life
I wouldn't leave your house
When I find myself on the street
I lower my gaze to the ground
When I find myself on the street
I lower my gaze to the ground
I kiss the ground you walk on
And that's how I find solace
I kiss the ground you walk on
And that's how I find solace
Three times I went to the church
Three times to seek advice
Three times I went to the church
Three times to seek advice
Three times the priest told me
I must marry you
Three times the priest told me
I must marry you
Three times the priest told me
I must marry you
Three times the priest told me
I must marry you
