Caída libre [English translation]

Bad luck isn't truth,

free falling,

neither the weight of my freedom

without making up my mind.

I looked at the emptiness and I surrendered,

I looked for glory and I didn't found itm

I closed my eyes and I trembled

and into that luck I buried myself.

Oh little angel who sees me

without making up my mind

I cross my fingers again,

free falling,

I prefer the jump rather than wait

to make up my mind.

I let go his hand one day

free falling

I lost the profession of waiting

and regreting

after the vertigo the peace,

then the abyss and the anxiety

like a hell diver,

speeding up even more.

Oh little angel who sees me

without making up my mind

I cross my fingers again,

free falling,

I prefer the jump rather than wait

to make up my mind.

• Artist:La Trampa
• Album:Caida Libre (2002)