Ni una sola palabra [English translation]

He's shouting at it and he pretends he doesn't get it.

'Hey heart, listen to your head'.

But where are you going? Are you listening to me?

What about your pride? What had we settled on?

The night begins and so does my path.

I look for you alone wearing my best dress,

but where are you? What has happened?

What has been left after so many years?

I look at those eyes that looked at me once.

I look for your mouth, your hands, your hugs

but you don't feel anything

and disguise yourself in cordiality.

Not even a word,

neither gestures nor passionate glances,

nor trace of the kisses you gave me before

until dawn.

Not even one of the smiles

for which every night and every single day

these eyes sob,

the ones in which you see yourself now.

Like a toy that crashes against a wall,

I'm off to find you, and I get lost as soon as I look for

a chance, a miracle or a spell:

becoming beautiful and you as well.

Before those eyes that looked at me one day,

I put my back on along with some steps,

and I score myself another defeat

while my mouth says, 'Never again'.

Not even a word,

neither gestures nor passionate glances,

nor trace of the kisses you gave me before

until dawn.

Not even one of the smiles

for which every night and every single day

these eyes sob,

the ones in which you see yourself now.

It can't be - it's not me.

My heart is so heavy

because I'm not made of ice when the heavens

ask me for patience.

Not even a word,

neither gestures nor passionate glances,

nor trace of the kisses you gave me before

until dawn.

Not even one of the smiles

for which every night and every single day

these eyes sob,

the ones in which you see yourself now.

Ah-ah-ah-ahha.

Ah-ah-ah-ahha.

Ah-ah-ah-ahha.

Words.