Alma Sin Alma - Victor Heredia

Cant como jams cant despus

Llor como jamas llor otra vez

Y fue un torpe bailarn

Borracho de dolor y ans.

Abri la puerta de su camarn

Sali al escenario y no la vio

Sinti las luces y escuch

La banda y record y le habl.

Alma, como un dibujo en tiza,

Alma, tu caracol me abisma,

Alma, el pan de mi alma,

Alma sin alma,

Arbol sin brisa.

Despus subi a su propio corazn,

Junt los restos de su gran amor

Y salt al abismo sin pensar

Gaviota sin azul y sin mar.

I sang like I never sang after

I cried like I never cried again

And he was a clumsy dancer

Drunk with pain and ans.

He opened the door of his chamber

I went out on stage and didn't see her

I felt the lights and listened

The band and record and spoke to him.

Soul, like a drawing in chalk,

Soul, your snail makes me abyss,

Soul, the bread of my soul,

soul without soul,

Breezeless tree.

Then he climbed into his own heart of hers,

I gathered the remains of his great love

And jumped into the abyss without thinking

Gull without blue and without sea.