El Sabor De Las Cosas

You just sold me out.
Maybe I'm not worth as much as that
which you traded for me.

I'm alone against the law.
In this cell, I'm a prisoner
and I rot here.

And my hope and my desire to get out
also rot and die
alongside me, alongside me.

There's nothing left to say,
I have nothing in my head
that could make you suffer.

But I'll get out of here
and from the years I spent here
you will regret it.

And my hope and my desire to get out
also rot and die
alongside me, alongside me.

I had forgotten the taste
that things have
and how good it is to drink and drink
when everything goes wrong.

I had also forgotten
that sometimes the hours
serve to sit down
and be able to think,
be able to think... here.

You just sold me out.
Maybe I'm not worth as much as that
which you traded for me.

But I'll get out of here
and from the years I spent here
you will regret it.

And my hope and my desire to get out
also rot and die
alongside me, alongside me.

I had forgotten the taste
that things have
and how good it is to drink and drink
when everything goes wrong.

I had also forgotten
that sometimes the hours
serve to sit down
and be able to think.