Lyrics of Radio Morir - Real de Catorce

Radio Morir (original)

En un hotel a pocos días del invierno
Me enamoré de una mujer sin faz
Llegó en el mar eléctrico del viento
A media luz, sin darse a conocer
Un mundo gris de fábricas de paz y tedio
Radio morir, boleros de arrabal
Noches que van a dar al tiradero
Y yo en verdad a un párrafo de amar
Me dio a probar la luna tibia en una taza
Y me dejó ardiendo de la piel
Se derrumbó, un polvo de silencio
En el metal desnudo de su ser
En un hotel a pocos días del invierno
Me devolvió la vida una mujer
Busqué la voz, melódica del viento
Y me dormí oyéndola cantar…

(translation)

In a hotel a few days before winter
I fell in love with a woman without a face
It came in the electric sea of ​​the wind
In half light, without making himself known
A gray world of factories of peace and boredom
Radio die, boleros from suburb
Nights that are going to give to the dump
And I really a paragraph from love
She gave me a taste of the lukewarm moon in a cup
And she left me burning from the skin
She collapsed, a dust of silence
On the bare metal of your being
In a hotel a few days before winter
a woman brought me back to life
I searched for the voice, melodic of the wind
And I fell asleep listening to her sing…