Con la música en la radio [English translation]

Si here like this on the floor,

in this room that we will paint

happy to not want anything else.

Tell me you are here indeed,

at an altar made only of boards

with bread to share with each other.

Come, you can get closer

and allow me to be more.

To be your mouth within my own.

I'd never go away.

And to dance both barefoot

with the music on the radio

playing louder as the years pass.

In this house that breathes from every corner,

let's make a symbol of this.

Sometimes we will also have griefs

without knowing how to avoid them or, worse, face them.

Who cares, they will be solved

simply by beating

the carelessness of time,

by dancing slowly you and I

with emotion as I already feel.

Your glance will glow

with total impunity.

Poor or rich, what does it matter?

It will not be consumed.

And to dance both barefoot

with the music on the radio

playing louder as the years pass.

In this house, the one I love from every corner

because I identify myself with it.

Come with me

and don't ever leave me alone,

not even for a moment, no.

Don't do it or I'll die.