Construcción [English translation]

He loved, that time, as if it were the last

Kissed his wife like she were the last,

And each of his kids as if it were the only one,

And braved the street with his timid step.

He climbed the construction as if he were a machine,

He raised on the balcony four solid walls,

Brick with brick in a magical design,

His eyes befuddled with cement and tears.

He sat down to rest as if it were Saturday,

Ate his bread with cheese as if he were a prince,

Drank and sobbed as if he were a man marooned,

Danced and laughed as if he heard music,

And stumbled around the sky with his alcoholic steps,

And floated through the air as if he were a bird,

And ended up on the ground like a flaccid lump,

And agonized in the middle of the public walkway.

He died on the wrong side, blocking the flow of traffic.

He loved, that time, as if it were the last,

Kissed his wife as if she were the only one,

And each of his kids as he were the prodigal,

And braved the street with his alcoholic steps.

He climbed the construction as if it were solid,

Raised on the balcony four magical walls,

Brick with brick in a logical design,

His eyes befuddled with cement and traffic.

He sat down to rest as if he were a prince,

Ate his bread with cheese as if it were the greatest,

Drank and sobbed as if he were a machine,

Danced and laughed as if he were next,

And stumbled through the sky as if he heard music,

And floated through the air as if it were Saturday,

And ended up on the ground in a timid lump,

He agonized in the middle of the marooned man's walkway.

He died on the wrong side, blocking the public.

He loved, that time, as if he were a machine,

Kissed his wife as if it were logical,

Raised on the balcony four flaccid walls,

Sat down to rest as if he were a bird,

And floated in the air as if he were a prince,

And ended up on the ground in an alcoholic lump,

He died on the wrong side, blocking Saturday.