Ultimo amore [English translation]

The air of June was cool

And the night felt summer coming

Tequila, mariachi and sangrìa

The fiesta encouraged to drink and dance

He, bowed and curious, hushed

He was looking for a love story

He looked at other men's women

Talking and dancing

And when the night is dead

Birds are used to announcing the day

The hugging couples are the first ones

To leave the fiesta to go love each other

The dancefloor empty by now

He, tired and sweaty, was waiting

She turned her skirt joking

And started to dance

She had sad eyes and she was drinking

She was twirling and laughing but she looked suffering

He talked, gripped, danced

Looked at those eyes and tried to understand

And he said I'm crippled for love

My lady broke my heart

She said The heart of my love

Won't beat no more

And after, in the ditches' smell

He thought he could see in those eyes

The same sorrow that breaks veins

That leaves you exhausted in the evenings

The moon was begging other stars

That the imperious dawn was throwing out

She gathered her big skirt

And, having lost everything by that moment

She quickly followed him

Crying, screaming and delighting

On that night she made love to him

Pushing, fearing and embracing that night

Thanks to her, he understood

That his heart had not shriveled up

And her name already sounded sweet

He broke up his love vow

And gave himself to her

Then in the summer, drinking and joking

It seemed to him that a new season was coming

He talked, created, played

She sometimes listened and she looked like she was having fun

But when the night came

She cried in bed

She prayed that her love

Could come back

And one day, in the ditches' smell

He waited in vain to see her coming

It was getting dark and he only found

Anger and the silence of the night

The moon was begging other stars

That the imperious dawn was throwing out

All was left was anguish

And the cruel regret

Of not seeing her coming back

The train is a burning lightning

If you, gone crazy, look at the convoy coming

One moment, one quick thought

And life is taken away with no more suffering

They could only identify him

Thanks to the rings, wet by his tears

The tears of his last love

That he had to leave

He didn't say a word

No, not a sigh came from his throat

The policemen are brusque

If they don't earn something from these events

So I'm left alone remembering

It seemed the liquor couldn't come to an end

And inside that glass he saw again

A night of love

Then, when at the ditches' smell

He thought he could see in those eyes

The same sorrow that breaks veins

That leaves you exhausted in the evenings

The moon was begging other stars

That the imperious dawn was throwing out

He was only left with resentment

For that brief love

That he never forgot