Me cuesta creer [English translation]

Oh, your words leave me so cold

or you don't let me understand you

Your kind is fucked up

mine is, too

He can't be indifferent to it

If he gives, he doesn't take the same

He must have left a minimum of pride

or just a rest of nothing

But it's hard to believe, it's hard to understand

that the poor guy doesn't care

if noone remembers him after death.

His face is lost, his mind is sold

He doesn't laigh at anyone anymore

Noone feels pity through his tone

Noone does so more than him

because he doesn't think of anyone

But it's hard to believe, it's hard to understand

that the poor guy doesn't care

if noone remembers him after death

if noone remembers him after death

No, I tell him no

I tell people like you no

• Artist:No Te Va Gustar
• Album:Este fuerte viento que sopla (2002)