Cállate (en inglés)

Cállate
Shut up, you burn everything with your tongue
Shut up, can’t you see our moon is waning
Shut up and wrap me in your arms for the last time

Shut up, words are excessive now
Shut up and come here so that you can admire our work
Now I know that by talking we destroyed everything unintentionally
Shut up, make way for the silence
The moment has come to accept
That there’s nothing left to save
Just look at me, our time is over
But at least we can end
Without more pain to regret
Without more excuses that looking for who to blame
Shut up, in the name of our memories
Shut up, now that we’re still sane
Shut up and feel what we are for the last time
Shut up, make way for the silence
The moment has come to accept
That there’s nothing left to save
Just look at me, our time is over
But at least we can end
Without more pain to regret
Without more excuses that looking for who to blame

Shut up, shut up
In the name of our memories