"la danza del padre" Fifth movement: Le père se meurt pour prémier fois.

We know you can not pay the bills,

you have betrayed our mother with several women, and you want to escape from your mistakes;

but we are young and we easily forget, we're easily frightened.

You said you were tired, walked to the bed and you drop on it upside down;

you were breathing hard, you said that your heart pressure had problems...

We followed you, curious.

In front of your children you stop your breath, leaving your mouth open, like a dead.

And we are looking at you, calling to you, you don't respond, then we scream.

My father is dying in front of his children!

(...)

This is a rehearsal.

The first of several times you will die like in a theater.

You die in your world of fantasy, this is a stage, a life stage.

We are your ideal audience, naive we suffer, we scream, and we cry.

Do you know, dancer father, my mother never believed in your theater?