[Title Translation:
"The Last Supper"]
All of them were sitting
At a bar counter
It was a Tuesday night
The city already slept
Before I go, he said
I have to warn you:
They are goint to murder me
All of you will be persecuted
Tonight, none of you shall betray me
Look for the one using my name, he will sell me
Raising his beer
He said, make a toast and drink
Do this in my memory
And speak of me in Carabanchel
Blessed be those who steal to eat
And those unsubmissive, and those who fight power
Tonight, none of you shall betray me
Look for the one using my name, he will sell me
When Supper was finished
They went to El Retiro for a walk
Peter said: Hey, master
I am not denying you
Suddenly a thumping noise
Woke the others up
Two men in black suits
Shot to kill
Tonight, none of you shall betray me
Look for the one using my name, he will sell me
Tonight, none of you shall betray me
Look for the one using my name, he will sell me