Pregúntale al polvo [English translation]

I can't stand having you near

Nor having you to imagine

Even though I say what you wanna hear

I'm tired of seeing you

I'm tired of loving

But each night I come back

To the universal suicide

Now, I drink, confused

But I never confess you

Why, my love, why

And in the water

Ask the water

If we are water

Will we be water?

The water...

A player's drama

That ends my drinks

Is the story of your life

Not mine

You're tired of seeing me

You're tired of loving

You were never brave

I know that you won't kick off

That kind of effort is not needed

Yet, we're already threatening our lives

Why?

My love, why?

And in the dust

Ask the dust

If we are dust

Will we be dust?

The Dust

Ask the dust

If we are dust

Will we be dust?

The Dust

Ask the dust

If we are dust

Will we be dust

The dust...