There are stories that are of danzón and of the slum
There are pleasures that intoxicate and taste like betrayal
In the dives all the lovers
And in the corners the seductions are
A dance of exquisite weakness
There are stories of barrios and ballroom dances
There are sins that leave the heart marked
On the knees biting the heels
And in the mouth carries the alcohol
Lust and hallucination
Make me lose control
When the devil wants to take me
And that death is rolling nearby
When my soul has to hand over
Stories of danzón and of the slum
When the devil wants to take me
Condemned by the temptations
When I no longer have anyone to love
Stories of danzón and of the slum
There are passions that live in bordello lights
There are loves that leave wounds on the skin
In the suburbs all the couples
Lust and hallucination
When the devil wants to take me
And that death is lurking nearby
When my soul has to hand over
Stories of danzón and of the slum
When the devil wants to take me
Condemned by the temptations
When I no longer have anyone to love
Story of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum
Of danzón and of the slum