A Rey Muerto, Rey Puesto (part. Lucas Dangond)

Oh, I almost lost my home, swallowed by a woman
And even unintentionally violating what I promised at the altar
Oh, she said I was her adoration
That going out with me was for interest
She doesn't ask for apologies, nor asks for forgiveness
Because she does everything with ill will

Just because the radio said
That I was sick, and I was dying
That I was a lost case already, and was telling all my friends

The king is dead, long live the king, she said without fear of God
And she has me open, and that really hurt me

She thought she was going to bury me
With that cruel phrase she threw at me
And in this world, never to find
Someone more delightful than me

She commented on the statuses I put up
And now she calls me every little while
She wants to ride in my car and it doesn't suit her
I don't ride her anymore, I don't feel like it

The king is dead, long live the king, she said without fear of God
And she has me open, and that really hurt me

Oh, I realized that to that woman
My health never mattered
And look how she marked a hundred
The maximum in ingratitude (you see)

Oh, she never knew about my recovery
She hasn't made a call, nor lets herself be seen
Dying of laughter, I had to make
This song that is my death certificate

And she, through the press and radio, swallowed that story that I was dead
And all those comments came out of her lips, and she took everything for granted

The king is dead, long live the king, she said without fear of God
And she has me open, and that really hurt me

She thought she was going to bury me
With that cruel phrase she threw at me
And in this world, never to find
Someone more delightful than me

The king is dead, long live the king, she said without fear of God
And she has me open, and that really hurt me