Cauzas Y Azares

When Pedro looked out his window
he didn’t know, my love, he didn’t know
that the light of that clear morning
was the light of his last day.
And the causes were closing in on him
ordinary, invisible.
And chance was getting tangled up
powerful, invincible.

When Juan returned to his bed
he didn’t know, oh dear soul
that in the rainy, roofless night
the love of his life was waiting.
And the causes were closing in on him
ordinary, invisible.
And chance was getting tangled up
powerful, invincible.

When I finish this verse that I sing
I don’t know, I don’t know, my mother
if peace or terror awaits me;
if it’s now or still to come.
For the causes are closing in on me
ordinary, invisible.
And chance is getting tangled up
powerful, invincible.