La tormenta [English translation]

I had a great love during a downpour

and that time I felt such intense passion

that now the fine weather disgusts me

When the sky is blue, I can't even see it,

I hope the sun gets cloudy, starts to rain,

I hope another squall falls soon

Confirming the saying, on an April night

the storm came; my feverish neighbor,

scared with so much thunder,

jumped from the bed in a second, in nightgown

and came to me asking protection:

-Help me please, be nice to me.

-Open, for mercy, I'm alone and I don't know

if I can resist it, my husband left.

Since he has, among many other flaws,

that on this kind of nights he leaves home

by the sad reason that he goes to work:

he's a lightning rod seller.

Blessing Franklin for his great invention,

I gave solution to her request in my arms,

and then love did the rest.

Hey, installing lightning rods over there

and forget to put one at home, damn!

You made a big mistake.

Many hours after, when finally cleared up,

she had to go, but before she arranged a date

for the next storm:

-My husband will arrive and if I'm not at home,

he'll have a cold. So I'm going

to dry his coat.

Since then I never left the balcony

all I do is paying the greatest attention

in cirrus, cumulus and stratus.

the smallest grey cloud fills me with pleasure,

though speaking honestly, I know that won't return

such torrential outbursts.

By selling steel sticks,

her husband amassed abundant money

and became multimillionaire

And took her to live to a stupid country

where if he hears rain is because is peeing

some kid of the neighborhood

I hope my song reaches to the Sahara,

to tell her that I'll always be true to her,

that I carry her in my soul.

And even if the simoom blows with dry reality

one day we'll be joined by a great tempest

which won't have calm after.

• Artist:Javier Krahe
• Album:Eligeme (1988)