[Verse 1]
I am esmeralda agron, senora
I know i've no right to speak
My son is not the savage boy you see
The cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair
It hides the child i nursed and bathed, senora
Please don't turn your eyes from me
Your son, gone to god, and mine to blame
My fated son
He too is gone
The state will see to that, i am sure, senora
The state will see to that, i am sure
You spanish people, you come to this country
Nothing here changes your lives
Ungrateful immigrants asking for pity
When all of your answers are knives
This city makes a cartoon of a crime
Capes and umbrellas the glorification of slime
I have to face this horror, senora
My religion
Asks me to pray for the murderer's soul
But i think you'd have to be
Jesus on the cross
To open your heart after such a loss
I am esmeralda agron, senora
I know i've no right to speak
My son is not the savage boy you see
The cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair
It hides the child i nursed and bathed, senora
Please don't turn your eyes from me
Your son, gone to god, and mine to blame
My fated son
He too is gone
The state will see to that, i am sure, senora
The state will see to that, i am sure
You spanish people, you come to this country
Nothing here changes your lives
Ungrateful immigrants asking for pity
When all of your answers are knives
This city makes a cartoon of a crime
Capes and umbrellas the glorification of slime
I have to face this horror, senora
My religion
Asks me to pray for the murderer's soul
But i think you'd have to be
Jesus on the cross
To open your heart after such a loss
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