La Mujer Cactus Y El Hombre Globo [English translation]

She was the dryest that you've seen around here

Face of disgust under a sea of freckles that blossomed in April

A thousand waters

I swear you've seen her pass by and walk around in the middle of Madrid

He was always jumping and drowning

In the puddles of plaza Dos de Mayo and then stomping off.

It wasn't a saying;

I swear I didn't see him come and flee from this powder keg

Pure coincidence, both looking backwards

Running from "never again," they crashed on the "what if."

She wasn't that bad nor was he that foolish,

Just the cactus woman and the balloon man.

And there are times that I dont understand when you tell me, love,

That if I have; if you give me, or I have already.

This is just a bad example

A vague recreation

When two oppsite poles feel more than an attraction,

It's love.

And sometimes fate is so ironic

That people who don't strike or patch things up ever break the topic.

A love platonic, sorry, aristotelian

That eats at the same table as this comical duo.

He already warned her of his unstable tendencies

Of deflating when in trouble and attaching his ropes easily.

She said that if he needed air

To try the crazy ones, that those wouldn't hold him down.

She said she was impenetrable

Hurtful towards people that wanted to get close.

He commented that there was no need to worry

Since he didn't want to be close, but inside and firmly planted there.

If she was the thorn, no, no

She wanted to stop herself from being too pushy, no, no

And if he was that full balloon then by the bottom of her pot he would take her outside.

Previous fatalities, the danger of proximity

Everyone, all their friends, tried to tell them

That she wasn't that bad nor was he that foolish,

Just the cactus woman and the balloon man.

And there are times that I dont understand when you tell me, love,

That if I have; if you give me, or I have already.

This is just a bad example

A vague recreation

When two oppsite poles feel more than an attraction,

It's love.

In the midst of the ups and downs

(They are leaving, can't be seen) they left alone

(They are leaving, can't be seen) finally out of the hurricane

(They are leaving, her and him)

That train already left

(They are leaving, can't be seen) they left alone

(They are leaving, can't be seen) I'm talking about the cactus woman and the balloon man

In the midst of the ups and downs

(They are leaving, can't be seen) they left alone

(They are leaving, can't be seen) finally out of the hurricane

(They are leaving, her and him)

That train already left

(They are leaving, can't be seen) they left alone

(They are leaving, can't be seen) I'm talking about the cactus woman and the balloon man

• Artist:Rayden
• Album:Homónimo