Quemala [English translation]

He was a man who was an enemy to loneliness

he was the owner of three flowers he had to look after

nothing more, and he let himself be taken, woe is him.

He got far away from his treasure, he couldn't contemplate it

he forgot about the three flowers he had to look after.

nothing more, and he let himself be fooled, woe is him.

Burn it, burn it, listen to this song and burn it.

He already misses the moments he could not have

he pities himself for having lost what was part of him.

It will never again be like it was before.

Now I look at this man looking

with his broken eyes and nothing to look after.

Nothing more, because he let himself be taken, woe is him

Burn it, burn it, listen to this song and burn it.