Los Últimos [English translation]

She hurt the two of us

And I don't see her feel guilty

Well the sequel to his deception

It makes her feel superior

Until we were enemies

In discord for her love

We fell ugly in her claws

We don't know who was the bigger idiot between you and me

The last fools, a song

Where I sent her to hell and died

I hope she suffers like that in raw flesh

For all her crimes

The last that we saw was her inside

Inside is malignant, black is the heart

She has the skills to tie you up

Dressed as an angel

I propose a truce, I don't want to be your rival

For that damn woman who has paid us badly

It's late but you have to know that it's not worth it

Bring us tequila, whiskey, and a liter of rum

Today we prepare an orgy of bachatas and liquor

These kings don't want pain from a supposed queen

We share the penalties, misfortune and condemnation

Of being the finalists that the brunette deceived

Kneeling intoxicated with a rose in the hands

I ask God to punish her

That he doesn't take pity on her, on her

Hopefully the devil will take her and we will enjoy it

Because she played with you and with me

It is good misfortune

Let the hell burn

We are going to celebrate

• Artist:Romeo Santos
• Album:Utopia