[Lyrics of "LA PRESA"]
[Intro]
Police, take her
[Verse 1]
Police, open the bars
I’m going to confess if you let me (Let me)
I’d rather be a thug than dumb
And for that, you need to have courage
Police (Uh-uh), take me to jail
If it’s life sentence, I don’t care
Yes, it’s true that I killed that man
But I killed him, I killed him with love
It wasn’t with a gun, nor with a knife
It was that I denied him my kisses and he died because of it
Because I didn’t want to give them to him
[Chorus]
Herе’s a moral for you
To be with him, I’d rather be bеhind bars
Don’t worry, officer, I won’t lack
Anyone who gives me a visit, a conjugal visit
Here’s a moral for you (Cuckoo, cuckoo!)
To be with him, I’d rather be behind bars (Salsa!)
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Verse 2]
Police, take her away
From the tip of my shoe to the top of my head
I already left through your door, I’m not coming back through it
Police, take her away
For my noble humanity, they call me “delinquent”
Police, take her away
So I don’t care if they chain me up
Put up the bail, I have more than enough money
Police, take her away
That man doesn’t breathe
Call the police
[Interlude]
Tell them, tell them!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!
[Outro]
When love doesn’t give you freedom
It’s a prison, a sickness
When love doesn’t give you freedom
It must be killed with coldness