Malagradecido [English translation]

I have the weapon ready, a shot to the head.

Do I kill you, or kill myself? Violence is moving me.

Today I am in mourning; my love has died.

It left along with my innocence; it is rotting.

I wish I could make you eternal, I'd like black magic.

I wish I could poison myself; I'd like some indifference.

Ungrateful man

You threw excrement all over me

Poor, vain man

You even bring shame upon me

Your lack of conscience is such

To even leave me naked

I feel so very small

I've been left so very alone

Why did we travel so much?

So much, what for?

To end up

Stamped upon the wall*

Ungrateful man

Ungrateful man

Ungrateful man

Ungrateful man

• Artist:Mon Laferte
• Album:Volume 1 (2015)