En El Pabellón
La Re Pandilla
In the Pavilion
With my eyes half open, I usually rest
and when I'm almost asleep, I usually rest
The scars I have on my skin
I carry in my soul, in my mind too (x2)
The bars made me understand
that here in the grave, you don’t sleep well
my old lady suffered, my confinement too
To the pavilion, when I don’t come back
and start enjoying my freedom
I swear by what I hold dear
I’ll regain my dignity
To the pavilion, when I don’t come back
and start enjoying my freedom
I swear by what I hold dear
I’ll regain my dignity
give me another chance
The scars I have on my skin
I carry in my soul, in my mind too (x2)
The bars made me understand
that here in the grave, you don’t sleep well
my old lady suffered, my confinement too
To the pavilion, when I don’t come back
and start enjoying my freedom
I swear by what I hold dear
I’ll regain my dignity
To the pavilion, when I don’t come back
and start enjoying my freedom
I swear by what I hold dear
I’ll regain my dignity
give me another chance
