Ceremonia Durante La Tormenta

Beauty attracts
To villains
More than anything else
Oh, it's sent to me by a hunk,
In women with warm delicacies,

And there's a ceremony in the storm.

And there's also a topaz in Brazil
That takes away the pains.
And an abundant buffet in hotels,
Waiting in your suite for the appointment

There are ceremonies in the storm.

Fine crystal, liquor from Ecuador
In the glass reflects your laughter
And so you see that you won't reach
To calm that feverish thirst

And you always feel vulgar,
If you rent love cruises.
Chained and sad heart
That you keep in your boring virtue.

You light a fire, bring a log closer
You savor roasted chestnuts
And you look at the sea and life seems
Too gray without desires.

And there are ceremonies in the storm.

You tan and choose and want to catch
That pretty girl from Borneo,
You chase her, you reach her
And love slips away from you,
Once again it escapes from your hands.

And there are ceremonies in the storm.

Powerful god of love,
Send the storm over there!