Un último vals English Translation Lyrics by Joaquín Sabina
When my face no longer appears in the papers,
And couples no longer dance to “Wedding Nights,”
When the only thing in style is me falling off the stage again,
When autumn is crazier than a goat,
When you have dinner at the hospital bar,
When my friends rehearse the words they’ll say at my funeral,
When the band no longer knows the song I wrote for you,
When the betting houses won’t put a single euro on me,
When the taverns close and the laurel of my crown is made of thorns…
I’ll still save one last waltz for you.
You, who rushed to save me from the flames,
You, who brought peace to my lawless town,
You, who learned from my electrocardiograms
That I haven’t been the king for a while now.
Me, a black belt in pessimism,
Who spends my wages on four drinks,
Who’d rather be anyone else than myself,
Who’d rather be Mr. Nobody than Don Juan.
When the moon hides so it doesn’t have to watch me suffer,
When, on my late-night rounds, not even Leiva asks for an encore,
And the snow is in mourning, and the stars don’t appear when they should…
When some mornings I can’t even get dressed,
Plucking petals from daisies that never say yes,
When the flowers wilt and the birds suffer from heartache…
Don’t forget to save one last waltz for me.
When the singers are silenced by decree,
And lovers go on a general strike,
And the best students graduate with honors
In the art of indifference,
When the band no longer knows the song I wrote for you,
When the betting houses won’t put a single euro on me,
When the taverns close and they’re dancing reggaeton in the office…
I’ll still save one last waltz for you.
Don’t forget to save one last waltz for me.