Sin tu latido [English translation]

There are some who say

That all roads lead to Rome

And it's true because mine

Carries me every night to the space that names you

And I talk to it and set it free

A smile, a blasphemy, and two defeats:

Then I close your eyes

And sleep with your name kissing my mouth.

O, my love,

How terribly absurd it is to be alive

Without the soul of your body, without your heartbeat,

Without your heartbeat.

Because the end of this story,

The millionth autobiography of a failure,

Doesn't serve you as an example,

Someone states that love is a miracle

That there's no evil it doesn't cure

But neither does it last a hundred years,

That almost saves it,

What's evil are the the nights that soak my hand.

Though everything is nothing now

I don't know why you hide and run from meeting me

I don't think it breaks any commandment

To know about your life

Hatred is so terrible

That you don't even dare to show me your scorn

But you don't pay attention to me

What's happening to me is that I don't understand this world.