La luna de espejos [English translation]

Mabel, left

her bag with some friends

and went out to dance,

the violet lights were protecting her.

She lied about her age

crossing the empty dance floor,

and embraced him,

the slow songs played, they allowed him.

And the music continued,

and the dance floor was filled.

She spun talking with him.

They had seen each other once,

at a dance at the club of Salinas,

the rigorous comments, and the hand on her back held her up.

A classroom

desk.

The crowd.

The disco ball spun in the air.

And the music helped,

she saw the dace floor darken.

Her body leaning on him.

Mabel hesitated,

but didn't turn her cheek,

and kissed him too,

pretending to know while learning.

And the music changed,

and the dance floor awoke,

and that new perfume on the skin.

• Artist:Jorge Drexler
• Album:La Luz que Sabe Robar