Tomorrow if I die, don't cry for me because the memories will remain
Of a king who loves you
Who has given himself body and soul in each song
I know that at my funeral they will probably arrive my enemies
But I forgive them
The tree that bears fruit is the one that gets shot at the most
And I forgive if a girlfriend was unfaithful to me and has deceived me
Those who I extended a hand and they failed me in corners
Until he disguised himself as a great and sincere friend
To my treacherous brother who sells himself for money
And to all the Romeistas
I love you I love you I love you
There is chichi
And in winter let a Mayimbe bachatica be played
And let them spill a chin of cognac
Yes sir
I ask my son excuses if once I fail you
Do not forget that a man is a man if he respects women
My little sister and mother know that I have not lied
I am not gay but envy is dedicated to deny it
And to all the Romeistas
I love you I love you I love you
The envious person invents the rumor
The gossiper spreads it
And the idiot believes it
My reputation has been the product of that poison
I'm not perfect but there are no secrets in my closet
Maybe I won't say without having a grammy I don't give a shit...
Apparently he can't stand me not even the academy
And if I die
If tomorrow I die
May God condemn me or forgive my sins
And if a little arrogant I have sweated what I have
Many people ask me if the adventure comes back
And I am always the bad guy without causing that breakup
And to all the Romeistas
I love you I love you I love you
Tomorrow if I I die, don't cry for me because the memories remain
Of a king who loves you
Who has given himself body and soul in each song

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