Puntos suspensivos [English translation]

This damn story that repeats

remained inconclusive at reception

pass the bill to the neighbors

I live hanging in the ellipsis

and now my body is my enemy

take your nails (or spikes) out with mine

I'm sick of flaunting my crimes

I seek refuge in friends

in the shadows of this bar

This blessed story that repeats

like waves and their bidding

like the raffle at Christmas

Spin nailed into the ellipsis

sowing promises of immortality

at the crossroads

I'm sick of making true my delusions

I just left you the beginning of the final chapter

In this today a yesterday is missing

It hurts and maybe tomorrow I can come back

Someone threw a mooring in the drift

we're looking for the exit

we don't know if (we) cross

behind the line of the ellipsis

engraved in your crossroads

a promise of a 'to be continued'

I'm sick of making true my delusions

I seek refuge in friends

in the shadows of this bar

end of the season, goodbye loved ones

stay well ahead of the cold

we'll see each other over there

I live hanging in the ellipsis.

• Artist:Vetusta Morla
• Album:La deriva