Fin De Siglo
Muchas cosas se han vivido
Muchas otras estan por llegar
Y a veces solo, y a veces inquieto
No cuenta el tiempo que me hagan esperar
Si somos dos, no importa,
Ya van a llegar
Tranquilo mi hermano
Ya vamos a sumar
Se huele en el aire algo esta por cambiar
Y pretendo estar despierto
Para ficar o salir corriendo
Yo a mis armas las he usado
Sera esta violencia que me esta venciendo...?
De algun lado se
Que pisando cabezas no es
La manera de poder vivir mas tranquilos
Y mas tranquilos si tiene sentido.
End of Century
Many things have been experienced
Many others are yet to come
And sometimes alone, and sometimes restless
It doesn't matter how long they make me wait
If we are two, it doesn't matter,
They will arrive
Calm down my brother
We will add up
Something is about to change in the air
And I intend to be awake
To stay or run away
I have used my weapons
Is it this violence that is defeating me...?
From somewhere I know
That stepping on heads is not
The way to live more peacefully
And more peaceful if it makes sense.