Óleo de Mujer Con Sombrero (part. mi papá)

A woman has lost her way
To know the madness and the dust
This beautiful madness has slipped away
Her slender waist beneath me
My way of loving has been lost
My mark in her sea has vanished

I see a flickering light
And it promises to leave us in the dark
I see a dog barking at the Moon
With another shape that reminds me of me
I see more, I see that she didn't find me
I see more, I see that she got lost

Cowardice is a matter
Of men, not of lovers
Cowardly loves never become love
Nor stories, they just stay there
Not even the memory can save them
Nor the best speaker can conjure them

An unnamed woman
Flees like a seagull
And I quickly dry my boots
I curse a note and turn off the clock
Love better watch out
'Cause I might just sing her song

A woman with a hat
Like a painting by the old Chagall
Corrupting herself at the center of fear
And I, who am not good, started to cry
But then I cried for myself
And now I cry to see her die

But then I cried for myself
And now I cry to see her die