Mi cenicero, mi cenicero, mi corazón de cenicero.

I tore the muscle from your chest,
And used it to stub out cigarettes.
I listened to your screams of pleasure,
Now watch the bedsheets turn blood red.

Mi cenicero, mi cenicero, mi corazón de cenicero.
Mi cenicero, mi cenicero, mi corazón de cenicero.