Lyrics of Los Últimos - Romeo Santos, Luis Vargas

Los Últimos (original)

A los dos nos hizo daño
Y no veo le remordió
Pues la secuela de su engaño
La hace sentirse superior
Hasta quedamos enemigos
En discordia por su amor
Caímos feos en sus garras
No sabemos quién fue mas idiota entre tú y yo
Los últimos tontos, una canción
Donde la mandamos' al infierno y murió
Ojalá que sufra así en carne viva
Por todos sus delitos
Los últimos que vimos su interior
Por dentro es maligna, negro el corazón
Ella posee la destreza de amarrarte
Vestida de angelito
Propongo una tregua, no quiero ser tu rival
Por esa maldita que nos ha pagado mal
Tarde, pero ya ha de saber
Que no vale la pena
Tráiganos tequila, whisky y un litro de ron
Por si hace una orgía de bachatas y licor
Estos reyes no quieren dolor
De una supuesta reina
Mera
Llegaron los que sí saben
Es tu rey supremo
The king
Los últimos tontos, una canción
Donde la mandamos' al infierno y murió
Ojalá que sufra así en carne viva
Por todos sus delitos
Los últimos que vimos su interior
Por dentro es maligna, negro el corazón
Ella posee la destreza de amarrarte
Vestida de angelito
Propongo una tregua, no quiero ser tu rival
Por esa maldita que nos ha pagado mal
Tarde, pero ya ha de saber
Que no vale la pena
Tráiganos tequila, whisky y un litro de ron
Por si hace una orgía de bachatas y licor
Estos reyes no quieren dolor
De una supuesta reina
Bravo, bravo
Compartimos las penas
La desgracia y condena
De ser los finalistas que engañó esa morena
De rodillas embriagado
Con un rosario en las manos
Yo le pido a Dios que la castigue
Que no se apiade de ella, de ella
(Que se queme en el infierno del abismo)
De ella, sí (Por inconsciente y traicionera)
De ella (Con los hombres no se juega)
Ojalá se la lleve el diablo y nos vamos a gozar
Ojalá se la lleve el diablo y nos vamos a gozar
Porque tú jugaste bien conmigo, esa buena desgracia
Que se quede en el infierno, nos vamos a celebrar
Ay, qué fiesta
Hija 'e tu maldita madre

(translation)

He hurt us both
And I don't see him bitten
Well, the aftermath of his deception
makes her feel superior
Until we are enemies
In discord for his love
We fell ugly in their clutches
We don't know who was more of an idiot between you and me
The last fools, a song
Where we send her 'to hell and she died
I hope he suffers like this in the flesh
For all your crimes
The last ones we saw inside
Inside it is malignant, the heart is black
She has the skill to tie you up
dressed as a little angel
I propose a truce, I don't want to be your rival
For that damn thing that she has paid us poorly
Late, but she already has to know
That is not worth it
Bring us tequila, whiskey and a liter of rum
In case she has an orgy of bachatas and liquor
These kings don't want pain
Of a supposed queen
Mere
Those who do know have arrived
It's your supreme king
king
The last fools, a song
Where we sent her to hell and she died
I hope he suffers like this in the flesh
For all your crimes
The last ones we saw inside
Inside it is malignant, the heart is black
She has the skill to tie you up
dressed as a little angel
I propose a truce, I don't want to be your rival
For that damn thing that she has paid us poorly
Late, but she already has to know
That is not worth it
Bring us tequila, whiskey and a liter of rum
In case she has an orgy of bachatas and liquor
These kings don't want pain
Of a supposed queen
Bravo Bravo
We share the sorrows
disgrace and condemnation
Of being the finalists that that brunette cheated on
On your knees intoxicated
With a rosary in her hands
I ask God to punish her
That he does not have mercy on her, on her
(May she burn in the hell of the abyss)
From her, yes (For unconscious and treacherous)
Of her (You don't play with men)
I hope the devil takes her and we are going to enjoy
I hope the devil takes her and we are going to enjoy
Because you played well with me, that good disgrace
Let her stay in hell, we're going to celebrate
oh what a party
Daughter 'and your damn mother