Los ángeles no tienen helices [English translation]

Like silver hooks your fingers nail in my body,

and your laughter wears out between my furious kisses.

Smell of something that doesn't exist,

of love, that maybe never existed.

I wanna tie myself to this moment,

what happened that you're not here anymore.

I wanna stay stuck in your look.

Struck by that something you emit.

Like wolf jaws your teeth nail in my body

and your laughter wears out between my furious lips of passion.

Holding on desperatedly to your body

to that moment that happened that you're not here anymore.

Between the shadows of this bed,

kissing me slowly,

you're the beast I barely know.

I wanna die in this moment,

I wanna remain nailed to your kisses.

I wanna die in this moment,

I wanna remain nailed to your body.

Our love is not perfect,

but neither angels have propellers.

Sometimes I look for you and I only want sex,

I only want your body.

And you say we're not happy.

You're what I'm looking for everytime you leave

leaving me emptiness on your back.

In this old bed

of cheap hotel room.

Trembling, like an old dog...

• Artist:El Último de la Fila
• Album:Enemigos de lo ajeno