730 días [English translation]

There isn't a corner in this house

that doesn't make you return.

Each grain of memory,

and the house is a sandpit.

I went to your beaches for the day

and there I stayed for two years.

I went licking your wounds,

you kept giving me an oasis.

In the shadow of your moon

my heart was cradled,

My wrinkles were erased,

and my house lit up.

The songs that were mine and

that I deserved germinated,

the hourglass stopped,

730 days.