Asilo de Abandonados
Miguel Aceves Mejía
Shelter of the Abandoned
What kind of love did you give me
You were my worst punishment
your affection was a gentle breeze,
your disdain a strong hurricane
And my life that was a smile,
Today among the many that you pity
Today among the many that you pity
What kind of good did you do me,
Wanting to finish me off
you and my sorrows have me captive
And how harsh life is like this
And all just because I live
so far from God, so close to you
So far from God, so close to you
That's why the bars are
Shelter of the abandoned
And I find myself in these shelters
Dragged down by so much pain
And with so much sadness that I feel
I would like to kill myself or lose my mind!
I would like to kill myself or lose my mind!...
