El Rebelde--
Miguel Aceves Mejía
The rebel
Why should I deny it?
I get drunk because I suffer
Because I have pain here in my chest
Raring to mourn
Why should I deny it
I need you here in my life
And despite your treachery
I love you very much
Why should I deny it
You are the owner of my love
But I'm a rebel
But I'm a rebel
And I prefer my pain
