El golpe [English translation]

In the pores of your skin

A thousand sweet promises nest

Searching, I found

that the damage always is compensated

In the pores of your skin

The errors weigh heavier and heavier

Each tear of ice

That is shed like viscous oil

The path is uncertain

And you don't know which way to head

Make sure what is good or what is bad

Time runs

downhill on skates

and has no brakes

until you strike the blow

Time flies

Like the forgotten papers

And neither to drink nor to replace (2x)

But how lovely is your smile

Like that woman who knows how to seduce.

The rice that goes past in the kitchen

Look well, focus, look, look ...

But how lovely is your smile

Like that woman who knows how to seduce.

The rice that goes past in the kitchen

Look well, focus, look, look ...

And the telephone does not stop ringing

Either you pick up or I won't call again

Time runs

downhill on skates

and has no brakes

until you strike the blow

Time flies

Like the forgotten papers

And neither to drink nor to replace

And the telephone does not stop ringing

Either you pick up or I won't call again

Time runs downhill on skates

and has no brakes until you strike the blow

Time flies

Like the forgotten papers

And neither to drink nor to replace

Time runs downhill on skates

and has no brakes until you strike the blow

• Artist:Bebe