Del Rapto Y Otro Pormenores

My collection of books no longer matters
My dark youth no longer matters
No matter how many friends I have
My desires and dreams no longer matter

Let's make good on the invitation
(My watch and all my records)
Disappear me, I'll be better
(My battered dignity, my annoying laughter)
Let's make good on the invitation
(My car and all my vices)
All the anguish and all the terror is over
(The times I asked for forgiveness, all that is over)

Your jewels and your dresses no longer matter
Your supposed maturity no longer matters
No matter how many lovers you have
Your fake smiles no longer matter

Let's make good on the invitation
(Your shoes, your feelings)
Disappear me, I'll be better
(The times I touched you, the kisses you denied)
Let's make good on the invitation
(Your next two eroticisms)
All the anguish and all the terror is over
(Your nights out dancing, all that is over)

All that is over