you walk along the roadside far but dont know where
you do not cross the road
distant visions stand so beckoning and terifying
and some part of you will shout
No tiene duende - o o o o o
Don't bore just burn
the moth beats on the dirty glass wants to go out
the light is looming in the dark
Do you open the window, d'you let it fly away
when some part of you will say
No tiene duende? - o o o o o
Don't bore just burn
you look in the mirror and do not notice any changes
Days go by, you're still expect
but if you scrape the skin off with a piece of broken glass
when some part of you will chant
the moth has gone!
the moth has gone!
she roams outside
the moth has gone! 'cause
No tiene duende? - o o o o o
Don't bore just burn