La Muerte Lyrics in English Monsieur Perine

Monsieur Periné draws us into a twilight bolero where French whispers and Spanish sighs dance together. The scene opens at daybreak, yet everything feels muted: flowers look pale, the night refuses to sleep, and distant ships sink beneath the horizon. These ghostly images mirror the singer’s own drowning grief. With every tender lyric she confesses how her lover’s absence has turned sweet kisses into aching wounds. The music feels playful on the surface, but the story beneath is pure heartbreak: love has sailed away, leaving tears to flood her eyes.

In the chorus the pain sharpens. She asks who can possibly heal a vacancy this vast, then cries out for La Muerte herself to carry her off because life without her partner seems unlivable. Regret also weighs on her: rushing out the door, sharing only a hurried bite of bread, she never paused to ask if he felt tired or troubled. Now that chance is gone, the narrator is caught between longing and guilt. The song becomes a dramatic plea wrapped in vintage swing and Latin flair, reminding us to cherish each small moment before it drifts—like those little sails—into the unknown.