Y tu amor es una vieja medalla [English translation]

The wind and the rain

used up your voice

the heavenly bodies trembled without knowing

you loved and you slept

and the sun went away

And your love is an old medal

And your love is an old medal

The bridges of the body

whistled in you

the berries fell on your skin

you watched and you didn't see

and the sun went away

And your love is an old medal

And your love, I will find it

The lights of the soul

without walls and without thirst

will have to find each other at the end

again…

The gold and death

changed your loving

they bartered your laughter for fear

you loved and you slept

and the sun went away

And your love is an old medal

And your love, moon in the nothingess

And your love is an old medal

And your love, well, I will find it...