Más guapa que cualquiera [English translation]

Her name was Solitude, and she was alone 1.

like a seaport hit by the storm;

she collected sad butterflies,

street addresses that don't exist.

But she had the fancy

to play to make an exception with me

and, first, we went dancing

and, in the middle of an "I love you", she forgot me.

In regards to "Hope" she only had the name, 2.

the one who didn't expect anything from men;

she collected unfortunate love affairs,

mutilated lead soldiers.

But, one night, she wanted to know

what a heart was good for,

and she lit a cigarette after another,

as any other hope she went out in smoke.

That's why when time summarizes,

and dreams feel like nightmares,

comes back that perfume

of yellowish photographs. 3.

And although I know that she was not

the prettiest in the world... I swear

she was prettier than anyone.

Her name was Immaculate, that whore 4.

who healed the recruits' measles;

she collected summer clouds,

tulle vails gnawed by worms.

But she wanted to fall in love,

like any common blonde,

and that I would get her out of

"the street of kisses without love".

And one thousand years later, when other cats

mess up my nights of madness

I evoke those moments

of clumsy, feverish desire.

And although I know that she was not

the prettiest in the world... I swear

she was prettier than anyone.