Cristal [English translation]

I thought I would have seven years of bad luck

The day when my poor heart broke

It was a mirror to her splendor

But she got tired of looking in it

It was a cup, always filled

With wine, kisses, desperate love

When she threw it, my poor heart

Did not resist

For it was made of Crystal,

This aching heart

Crystal

In a thousand pieces

Like Crystal

Spread out on the ground

Crystal

These aching hearts

I thought I would have seven years of bad luck

The day when my poor heart broke

But there's no craftsman, no glass-blower

To remake this exploded heart

It's so fragile, our small engines

When the storm comes, when the wind comes

They are so lost, so afraid

Pay attention, because they're made of crystal

These aching hearts

Crystal

In a thousand pieces

Like Crystal

Spread out on the ground

Crystal

These aching hearts

Crystal

In a thousand pieces

Like Crystal