El Prisionero
Vicente Fernández
The Prisoner
I live in a sad and dark prison
Because fate dealt me this hand
I would be happier if they gave me
The death penalty as punishment
This cell where I am held captive
Slowly consumes me
If my beloved parents were alive
I wouldn't be in this prison suffering
The damn poison of wine
And the love I wanted to trust
Are the things to blame
For me now living like a criminal
I spend entire nights crying
And silently praying to the sky
I'm the prisoner who for many years now
No one comes to offer comfort
The damn poison of wine
And the love I wanted to trust
Are the things to blame
For me now living like a criminal
