Entre Rejas

Behind bars and away from his people, the prisoner is
With a pencil and a piece of paper
Writing to his mother who is sad
Regretting and cursing himself for making her cry

For months he hasn't received letters from mom
With a cross in his hand, the prisoner is
The response has reached his cell
That his mother is already dead, that she died of loneliness

And behind bars
He realized he lost
What he loved the most
And he lacks the courage
To continue his life
And behind bars
He realized that today he is
Sentenced and alone
Without friends, without relatives, without mom