Y la noche came. Sparkling with esperanza, filled with amor
Nada is nothing with compliments
But ella comes, loosened, high aloft, with a sonrisa

Nothing can stop her light and uncompromised trote
Fresca like a jacaranda she fills the air
Only a torrid vapor leaps, tímido

Pero her embrace collapses el mundo
A serpent softly, tightly acariciando his face
He yields to her, conquistado

Y la noche came. Dripping esperanza, void of soledad
Nothing is nada with disdain
She, sólo she, swamping the ether