Puñalada Trapera

I already feel here in my side
Your treacherous stab
Your treacherous stab, oh
The one you haven't yet plunged

I feel your Judas kiss
How it burns on my lips!
How is it possible that it burns, oh
So much a frozen heart?
And how is it possible that it burns?, oh
You haven't even touched me

I feel the void calling and I continue
Pretending
With this wild dance, oh
That I am replacement flesh
My song is indelible and I
Am the wind on your roof

I have your goodbye entangled
Like the end of a fair
The garlands have already come down, oh
The lanterns have been extinguished
Tell me that next year, oh
You will return to light them

I feel the void calling and I continue
Pretending
With this wild dance, oh
That I am replacement flesh

Even if oblivion lulls me, I continue
Defying
With this unstoppable hunger, oh
The dagger from your lap
My song is indelible and I
Am the wind on your roof

We are replacement flesh
Our song is indelible