1/4 Para Las 3
Glup!
Quarter to Three
A quarter to three
The train's leaving here again
Do me a favor and don’t come back
Say my name, and tell me you love me
Get the hell out of here
Shut the door tight
Oh girl, girl, it’s up to you, violent calm
It’s up to me
It’d be easier if your lips belonged to someone else
And this pain would end
7:30 in the morning, the sun rises in Chile
People are back to work
I shout your name and no one answers
But the afternoon train is leaving
Oh girl, girl, it’s up to you, violent calm
It’s up to me
It’d be easier if your lips belonged to someone else
And this pain would end
It’d be easier if your lips belonged to someone else
And this pain would end
The only thing clear fades away so fast
You sip it slowly, you sip it slowly
And if there’s something clear, as soon as you’re done
Better that you leave, you leave slowly
It’d be easier if your lips belonged to someone else
And this pain would end
A quarter to three
A quarter to three
A quarter to three
