Phones, Footsteps, Felines

Do you think that five thousand dollar headphones are funny? I do.
Using a software sampler to randomize playable footsteps instead of Foley. It's actually a totally decent trick.
The dude who wrote the score to Sherlock has a studio cat in his writing room.

These are the English lyrics to the Procol Harem song "Conquistador". I want to get them translated into Spanish.

Conquistador your stallion stands
In need of company
And like some angel's haloed brow
You reek of purity
I see your armour-plated breast
Has long since lost it's sheen
And in your death mask face
There are no signs which can be seen

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

Conquistador a vulture sits
Upon your silver shield
And in your rusty scabbard now
The sand has taken seed
And though your jewel-encrusted blade
Has not been plundered still
The sea has washed across your face
And taken of it's fill

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

Conquistador there is no time
I must pay my respect
And though I came to jeer at you
I leave now with regret

And as the gloom begins to fall
I see there is no, only all

And though you came with sword held high
You did not conquer, only die

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind