LA PRESA

Police, take her

Police, open the gates
I'm going to confess if you let me
I'd rather be a thug than an idiot
And for that you have to have courage

Police, take me prisoner
If it's perpetual, I'm not interested
Yes, it is true that I killed that man
But I killed him, I killed him with love

It wasn't with the gun, nor with the dagger
It was that I denied him my kisses and he died because of that
Because I didn't want to give it to them

Here I leave you this moral
To be with him I prefer to be behind bars

Don't worry, police, I won't miss it
Whoever gives me a visit, a conjugal visit

Here I leave you this moral
To be with him I prefer to be behind bars (sauce!)

Police, take her prisoner
From the tip of the shoe to the top of the head
I already left through your door, I will not enter through that door again

Police, take her prisoner
Because of my noble humanity they call me a criminal

Police, take her prisoner
That's why I don't mind being shackled
Let them put bail on me, I have plenty of money'

Police, take her prisoner
That man is not breathing
Call the police

Tell him, tell him!
Cucu cucu!

When love doesn't give you freedom
It's a prison, a disease
When love doesn't give you freedom
You have to kill him coldly