Abran Las Rejas

Four years, eight months, and two days in prison
A dark and cold cell became my room
I've shouted my innocence but no one believed me
Justice is deaf and blind for a poor man like me

A rich and important man, he was the one who killed her
They set me up and I ended up in jail by mistake
I never had a fair trial, they arranged it and here I am
They pinned the blame on me and I took the fall

Open the gates
Every time my freedom drifts away
I'm serving an unjust sentence
Blame the mafia and corruption

Open the gates
The law was unfair to me
Listen to the voice of my conscience
I am innocent

Four years, eight months, and two days of pain
I haven't lost hope of seeing the sun one day
I no longer have visitors, not even my wife
I've lost everything, everything I had to lose

But there is another justice, up there, God's justice
The richest and the poorest have the same worth
They don't bribe judges or reward betrayal
Prosecutors of the Lord are not bought or sold

Open the gates
Every time my freedom drifts away
I'm serving an unjust sentence
Blame the mafia and corruption

Open the gates
The law was unfair to me
Listen to the voice of my conscience
I am innocent

Open the gates
Every time my freedom drifts away
I'm serving an unjust sentence
Blame the mafia and corruption

Open the gates
The law was unfair to me
Listen to the voice of my conscience
I am innocent, I am innocent, I am innocent
-Open up, you sons of bitches, I'm innocent!