Vals Con La Muerte

Left, right, to the side, together
It approaches, breathes, looks deep into me
Offers its dance and its purest breath
Death warns me that not everything belongs to it

And I spin and to the side, I reach out my hand
I look at it and say nothing has changed
Dear death, it’s not a matter of luck
If you dance with me, let it be forever
And I lost, in its touch and its fading voice
Who would’ve thought, I was more dead when I was alive

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 dance girl
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 with your sorrow
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 so lost
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 in this place

I dance and I get lost, I feel the heat
I search in silence for an explanation
The mirror tells me that now I know who I am
Death tempts me towards its direction

Time pauses for a second, it paralyzes me, I see its light
A familiar face, furrowed brow, who are you?
My eyes recognize at first glance the similarity
So much time without seeing you and now Death is dressed in you

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 dance girl
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 with your sorrow
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 so lost
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 in this place

In this place
Perfect for a waltz