Tumbas de la Gloria [English translation]

Your love opened a wound

Because everything that's good for you

Also damages you

Your love changed my life, in a heartbeat

Forever, for what has been, and for what will be

That knot on our throat, by the piano,

The morning we stopped singing

Death came, taking everything with it

Everything, everything, everything

And it was a raging storm

Something of yours has reached me

Rain falls over Paris

I escaped to another city

But it was futile

Because I ran around in circles the whole time

And I ran in more circles, trying to reconsider

Spinning round like a madman

Spinning here and there, here and there

Later, cold and mysterious days came along

Just like every other day

The good thing is that we have a light inside

A light that I will never let go

Something of yours has reached me

When I was a boy, I kept a garden

But I escaped to another city

But it was futile

Because that whole time, I actually remained in the same place

Under the same skin, and the same life rhythm

I ask this of you, please don't let me fall

In the tombs of glory