Esa musiquita [English translation]

So much loneliness, so much lack

So much distance

So little power, so much nothingness

So much farewell

So much pain of closed doors

So much pain humiliating

But in your little tin can

That little music

That little music of the people

That little music

It sound so dragged

So dragged

How it accompanies you and cradles you

How it caresses you

How it brings you back to life

That little music

It turns, dancing with its shadow

That little music

Its skirt flies shuddering

It flies shuddering

From which memories does it save it

Magical and simple

Full of sweet shivers

That little music

In the grey face of the mirror

The dancer sees

Her flush of when she was a girl dancing

Her flush of when she was a girl

While without fear she embraces

The melody

Of that little music of the soul

That little music

That little music of the people

That little music

It sound so dragged

So dragged

How it accompanies you and cradles you

How it caresses you

How it brings you back to life

That little music