La Vieja Del Zaguán
Delirando por la ciudad vieja
Había una vieja medio muerta
Acostada en el zaguán
Vi que me miraba y su mirada
Trastornada, trastornaba
Lo que había en el lugar
Vi que no podía dejar
De mirar a la vieja
Que estaba acostada en el zaguán
Comprobé que no sabía
Si era yo realmente
El que miraba a la vieja del zaguán
O si era la vieja
Que era yo que me miraba
Acostado en el zaguán
Empecé a sentir en mis
Riñones el dolor
Los escalones duros del zaguán
Vi que mi persona frente a mi
Estaba parada, me encontré
Acostado en el zaguán
Vi que en vez de hablar
Yo balbuceaba estupideces
Vi que de la cabeza andaba mal
Vi que el que era yo
Se daba vuelta y me dejaba
Transformado en la vieja del zaguán
The Old Lady of the Hallway
Delirious through the old city
There was an old lady half dead
Lying in the hallway
I saw her looking at me and her gaze
Disturbed, disturbing
What was in the place
I saw that I couldn't stop
Looking at the old lady
Who was lying in the hallway
I realized that I didn't know
If it was really me
Who was looking at the old lady of the hallway
Or if it was the old lady
Who was looking at me
Lying in the hallway
I started feeling in my
Kidneys the pain
The hard steps of the hallway
I saw that my own self
Was standing in front of me, I found myself
Lying in the hallway
I saw that instead of speaking
I was babbling nonsense
I saw that something was wrong with my head
I saw that the one who was me
Turned around and left me
Transformed into the old lady of the hallway