Translation:Rain

In Lima... In Lima it’s raining the dirty water of a pain so lethal! It’s raining from a leak in your love.

Don’t pretend to be asleep, remember your troubadour; that I now understand... I understand the human equation of your love.

In the mystical dulzaina, the stormy gem is thundering and treacherous is the witchery of your “yes.”

But, it falls, it falls, the downpour on the coffin, of my path, where I decay for you.