Amigo de Que

Don't keep saying
That a friend of yours
And your own wife stained your home
Confess coward
That was a debt
That sooner or later
Had to be paid

She was my girlfriend
That I loved so much
One naive afternoon
I introduced her to you
You felt envy
Seeing her so beautiful
How being poor
I conquered her

From that moment on
Behind my back cowardly
Since you had money
You offered her more
Until convincing her
Because you were rich
And one day my girlfriend
Left me for you

After a while
You made her your wife
With my own girlfriend you were my rival
And I remained poor
Without money or girlfriend
While you with open arms
Went to the altar

Don't forget that one day
You invited me
To see her
In your own home
To humiliate me
And then I saw clearly
To plan the revenge
That had to be paid

Seeing your wife
Who was my girlfriend
I read in her eyes
That she was not happy
Your wealth
And that she desired me
I understood it

I returned at night
When you were not there
And indeed my plan didn't fail
I took my revenge
And you caught me by surprise
You see that your gold
Was of no use

Now you can
Keep preaching
That I was the friend
Who betrayed you
Look for her if you want
The debt is already paid
The debt between friends
Has been settled

You are not my friend
Friend of what?