Canta por mí [English translation]

I cross the past in the way

and I looked at him and he couldn't cry.

Between the twilight and the dawn

the only thing he did was letting go.

And shining like fireflies,

walking without hurry over time,

they run from a material world,

they're spirits wiped by the wind.

And now they go

to their abstraction,

give them just peace and a smile,

an open sky and air to breath.

The stars fall from their cape,

the fields turn green a crack of light,

the meadow is now his home

where the spike blooms among the flowers.

If life lies to them

they do parapets with poems.

A peach-cloured day,

when we all be free,

when the stones can be eaten

and nobody be more than anyobdy

sing for me

if I'm not here.

Here comes the day in which we'll be pure

like a summer sky over the sea.

I'll sing for you

if you're not here.

• Artist:El Último de la Fila
• Album:Nuevo pequeño catálogo de seres y estares