Epoca [English translation]

If he disappeared

I would believe

That he died

but will revive

It rained, it stopped, it rained

And one guy guessed

We hear a voice and from a tango

a rumor of a white handkerchief

Those times were no good

Were bad those airs

It's been twenty-five years

and you existed

Those time were no good

Were bad those airs

It's been twenty-five years

and you existed without still existing

If he disappeared

I would believe

That he died

and here gets born

here the life revives

Those times were no good

Were bad those airs

It's been twenty-five years

and you existed

Those time were no good

Were bad those airs

It's been twenty-five years

and you existed without still existing

A BRUTAL MUSIC

We discovered, you and I,

in a sad carnival

a brutal music

melodies of pain

We awoke, you and I,

and on a slow ramble

a brutal music

sparkled our passion

Give me your heat

drink my love