Corazón De Acero

On the edge of every night I can see what awaits me
And even though the bar is cloudy, I want to talk, still looking ahead.
(your blush... my blush... the alcohol... a light... that hotel...
There's heat... it's fleeting... to escape... to rise above...
To fall back... to suffer... to seem... to perish...
I hear footsteps... I can't hear well... I know you...)
Fellow troublemakers listen to me well, lacking inspiration,
The tale of what happened to me, you know it well.
When the sky had a crossing with the sea of its memories
And we each fell into a cruel adventure of pleasure.
I set off northward in search of colorful beaches,
Looking down and heading towards the sun.
And I arrived with my animal customs
To a plain and voracious town,
With tables, chairs to drink, it was almost normal,
I was still far away until she showed up...

I am the ace of cups and I only come to offer myself to your hands,
I carry in the prison of my body ten thousand more souls like yours,
Come into my arms and you will accept all that I can give you,
Just surrender to my vices, you won't want to escape anymore.
I offer you a thousand treasures, qualities to negotiate with ease,
Your veins will swell up, like a sack full of bile;
Wherever you want to go, you will get there first at full speed;
I offer you action, money... I offer it to her, buddy!

And by accepting in my mind, memories attacked;
Ten thousand anxieties tangled in my chest.
Through my head rising the nighttime steam of alcohol
And I decided to erase you once again from all of that.
(your blush... my blush... your passion... your silence...
To hide... to fail... to endure... your songs...)
With joy and pleasure, adventures, dog cures
While the cloud of smoke settled on my body.
Standing there like a copy of my dreams,
Blue eye like her jeans.
Black hair, hey you, you finally arrived;
Hey, you don't know what awaits you at her waist
When she wraps you with her teenage womanly body...

I am the ace of cups and I only come to offer myself to your hands,
I carry in the prison of my body ten thousand more souls like yours,
I offer you action, money... I offer it to her, buddy!

I took your grace and your pleasure,
Your fame and your loving customs;
Upon waking, I hesitated to open my eyes again out of disgust;
You offer me nights of pleasure, laughter, always coming first,
This hangover that the dream gave me has returned my steel heart.
Do you offer it to her?... ha, well... I don't want it!