La Estación Final
Los Bunkers
The Final Station
Maybe God no longer cares
About what you have to tell
Maybe he has some reproach for you
Maybe he's just hiding
Sort it out between the two of you, better
The desire when you look from a balcony
Maybe it's not such a bad idea to jump
Would you dare, really?
Don't regret it now, not a second more
It's the final station
Because you complain all the time and all you do is talk
Alone in the darkness
Tormented and without answers
You don't feel like thinking
You pray for Friday night
So you don't have to go to bed
You live counting the hours of the month
Lest we miss the train
Maybe it's not such a bad idea to jump
Don't regret it now, not a second more
It's the final station
Because you complain all the time and all you do is talk
Without anyone caring at the final station