Como Camarón [English translation]

Greater than I

is the force that leads me

in the pulse I maintain

with the darkness that dyes

your black eyes dark.

And what do you have to say about the time

that passes by in the blink of your eye,

that brings me around this street

of bitterness and bemoaning.

I know that the smile

drawn on my face

has to do with the breeze

that fans your gaze.

So slowly and so fast,

so normally and so strangely,

I break open my shirt

like a prawn.

You break down my insides,

you crawl over me like a spider,

you drink the sweat that fogs up

the glass in my room.

And then in the morning,

I wake up and have no wings,

I lay asleep for ten hours

and my pillow is drenched.

Everything had been a dream

very real and very deep,

your eyes have no master

because they're not from this world.

I do not want to look at you

but I just close my eyes

and even see you on the inside,

I see you on one side and on the other,

in every photo, in every mirror.

And on the metro walls

and in the eyes of the people,

even in the hottest of soups,

I am going crazy.

I know that the smile...

And sometimes I get confused

and sting your neighbor,

that one on the second [floor]

who sells fine goods.

Sometimes I wait for you

at the bar on the corner

fixating on the front desk at your [place]

sometimes I take

a bite out of the world,

sometimes I feel you

and sometimes I knock you down,

and sometimes I read a kiss on your lips

and since I do not dare

I cut and spread myself open.

• Artist:Estopa