Historias de Danzon y de Arrabal

There are stories that are about danzón and about the suburbs
There are pleasures that intoxicate and taste like betrayal
In the slums all the lovers
They dance in the dark
And in the corners are the seductions
A dance of exquisite weakness

There are stories of neighborhoods and ballroom dancing
There are sins that leave a mark on the heart
On my knees biting the heels
And in the mouth he carries the alcohol

Lust and hallucination
They make me lose control

When the devil wants to take me
And death is rolling near
When my soul has to surrender
Stories of danzón and suburbs
When the devil wants to take me
Condemned by temptations
When I no longer have anyone to love
Stories of danzón and suburbs

There are passions that live in brothel lights
There are loves that leave wounds on the skin
In the suburbs all the couples
They have something to hide

Lust and hallucination
They make me lose my mind

When the devil wants to take me
And death is lurking nearby
When my soul has to surrender
Stories of danzón and suburbs
When the devil wants to take me
Condemned by temptations
When I have no one to love anymore
History of danzón and suburb