Casa Pré-Fabricada [English translation]

Open your cupboards, I'm waiting for you

To see the sun lie down on your chaste arms

Enfold your vain guilt, I'll stay here until tomorrow

And make a shelter out of your smile

¹Sing it, for I will be getting there by singing

Sing your charm to enchant me

Sing to me, like, anything about you

That explains my peace

Sadness never more*

My weeping is worth more than that corner in solitude

In such waiting my world revolves around crooked lines

Open this window, the Spring wants to come in

To make our voice a single note

Sing it, for I will be getting there by singing

I sing and play a little to enchant you

I sing to me, like, anything about you

That explains my peace

Sadness never more