Un Último Vals

When my face isn't in the papers anymore
And the couples stop dancing to Wedding Nights
When it's only in style if I fall off the stage again
When autumn's crazier than a goat
When you have dinner at the hospital bar
When my buddies rehearse the words they'll say on the day of my funeral

When the orchestra doesn't know the song I wrote for you
When the betting houses won't put a dime on me
When the bars close down and the laurel on my crown is made of thorns
I’ll still keep a final waltz for you

You, who rushed to save me from the flames
You, who brought peace to my lawless city
You, who learned from my EKGs
That I haven't been the king for a long time

I, who hold a black belt in pessimism
Who blows my paycheck on four drinks
Who'd rather be anyone than myself
Who'd rather be Nobody than Don Juan

When the Moon hides away to avoid seeing me suffer
When, on my nights out, not even Leiva asks for an encore
And the snow wears mourning, and the stars don’t come out when they should

When, on certain mornings, I can't even get dressed
Picking petals off daisies that never say yes
When the flowers are dying and the birds suffer from love sickness
Don't forget to keep a final waltz for me

When the singers fall silent by decree
And lovers go on a general strike
And the best students graduate with honors
In the art of ignoring

When the orchestra doesn't know the song I wrote for you
When the betting houses won't put a dime on me
When the bars close down and they dance reggaeton in the office
I’ll still keep a final waltz for you

Don't forget to keep a final waltz for me