Los languis [English translation]

Just one hour left in silence

Time to sign

My name on your neck

Leave you a mark

An eternal tattoo

Before everyone starts

To talk about money again

Because

When the party is over

The tribe will be thirsty

It will be the moment of the dance

Of the listless

There's just one hour left for something forbidden

A time of the soft

A time of the rigid

I would like to find

The precise hit

The place on your skin

Where I can plunge my teeth

When the party is over

The tribe will be thirsty

It will be the moment of the dance

Of the listless

Listless