Devoto Lyrics English Translation by Kim Loaiza & Elvis de Yongol
Through the mouth, the fish meets its end
And you opened yours wide and drowned in it
The wound you left behind
I heal with a few shots of tequila
Oh, the things in life
Someone like you is easily forgotten
I won’t fall again
When you see me through the glass
And know you were a total failure
Remember me, all drunk and fine
And you might want to shoot yourself
Looking at my photos
With a broken heart
You hit the jackpot with me
Now you’re in mourning
And I am your saint, and you my devotee
When you see me through the glass
And know you were a total failure
Remember me, all drunk and fine
And you might want to shoot yourself
Looking at my photos
With a broken heart
You hit the jackpot with me
Now you’re in mourning
And I am your saint, and you my devotee
Remember when you used to laugh
Me, putting up with your nonsense
You didn’t see what hurt me
Or maybe you knew, but you didn’t care
I won’t let this one slide
So don’t text me on WhatsApp
The network’s down for you
I’m not available for you anymore
You’re one of those who only make promises
I’m tired of being your toy
Even if you set up an altar at home for me
Light some candles and start praying
Nothing is going to happen now
When you see me through the glass
And know you were a total failure
Remember me, all drunk and fine
And you might want to shoot yourself
Looking at my photos
With a broken heart
You hit the jackpot with me
Now you’re in mourning
And I am your saint, and you my devotee
You like it when I pray for you every day
Beg for forgiveness and confess that I loved you
You’re no virgin even if your name is Maria
You turned out bad, lucky me
You threw the stone, and I watched you
You’re not the host, but on Sundays, I’d consume you
You’re my saint, and I’ll always be your messiah
You can’t deceive me
You desire me
Why pretend?
See you tomorrow
Enough of so many lies
Deep down, you don’t forget me
Darling, give me a kiss
Enjoy the process
You’ll be the prey
Of this prisoner
Hot like espresso coffee
We’re not at the pole, but get on my express
When you see me through the glass and know you were a total failure
Remember me, all drunk and fine
And you might want to shoot yourself, seeing my photos, with a broken heart
You hit the jackpot with me
Now you’re in mourning, and I am your saint and you my devotee
Through the mouth, the fish meets its end
And you opened yours wide and drowned in it
The wound you left behind, I heal with a few shots of tequila
Oh, the things in life
Someone like you is easily forgotten
I won’t fall again