Ya no danzo al son de los tambores [English translation]

Like a boat in the sea

which, burning with tar,

bellows and capsizes,

thas is how I'm ignited

by your memory,

by the mention of your name.

My pulse is shaken,

my blood,

like a thief child.

And my weak gears rattles,

overwhelmed, utterly confused.

It's not that oil lamps burn in your path,

it's that the air is set alight

by the tinder that is your mere presence.

If just by thinking

that he will find

his abode between your feet,

I tremble with anger and jealousy,

how couldn't it get upsep my whole person

knowing that you are within reach of his bandit kisses.

I lit fires that I failed to maintain.

I no longer madly dance to the rhythm of drums,

because finally,

because finally he found you,

he, whose heart

is as walrike as is it cruel,

so unfaithful.

May the tiles shift on my path,

may the chasms open,

may the walls collapse

on me, who begged on your lap.

Like a boat in the sea

which has broken its tiller

and drifts away.

Like a boat in the sea,

I'm burning for you,

like the custodian I was.

Don't let him think he gets your favour

by giving treasures

that he will not be able to recover later.

Because accepting them is your way

of making us trust you.

Confusing and making us trust you,

then striking,

after making us trust you.

Confusing and making us trust you,

and then striking.

• Artist:El Último de la Fila
• Album:Como la cabeza al sombrero