No more. The crap rolls out your mouth again. Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin. Little whispers circle around your head.

Cuentan que cuando un silencio. Aparecía entre dos. Era que pasaba un ángel. Que les robaba la voz. Y hubo tal silencio el día. Que nos tocaba olvidar.

Vea todas las letras, músicas, álbumes y vídeos del Los Chalchaleros. Escuche Zamba de Mi Esperanza y El Tambor de La Alegría (Tamborito Panameño), entre otras.

Si empiezo a desconfiar de mi suerte. Estoy perdido. Pues tengo ideas. Cada vez menos atrevidas. Pero cerca, aquí cerca el lobo aúlla.

[Chorus:]. She just turned 21, Now she's all up in the club having hell of fun, She says she wanna rock all night, Go ready and give her some.

Mexicanos, al grito de guerra. El acero aprestad y el bridón. Y retiemble en sus centros la tierra. Al sonoro rugir del cañón.

(Hummm, oh-oh, yeah). Like a movie scene. In the sweetest dream. Have pictured us together. Now to feel your lips. On my fingertips.

Não peço licença pra ninguém. Sei o que me dói e o que me faz bem. Ir no fundo e se apaixonar. É viver sem culpa e ter coragem.

Llevame a la estación. Espero que te vuelva a ver. Ya no puedo evitar esta sensación. De soledad. Si así es como querés. Yo me iré muy muy lejos.

I bring her coffee in the morning. She brings me inner peace. I take her out to fancy restaurants. She takes the sadness out of me.

Relax, it's over. You belong to me. I fill your mouth with dirt. Relax, it's over. You can never leave. I take your second digit with me. Love.

It's the same in every country. When you say you're leaving. Left behind the loved ones. Waiting silent in the hall. Where you're going lies adventure.

Lendas que não existem. Futuro, passado, ganhar ou perder (te perder). Fotos de uma estação. E as cinzas de outono me impedem de ver (de te ver).

Yeah yeah yeah yeah. Yo escuchaba el otro día. Una emisora radial. Un siquiatra, doctor Louise. Daba consejo matrimonial.

You're giving me a million reasons to let you go. You're giving me a million reasons to quit the show. You're givin' me a million reasons.

Yeah. Yeah-yeah, yeah. Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm. Yup, in my white tee. Yeah, call up hype williams for the hype, please.

All the faces. All the voices blur. Change to one face. Change to one voice. Prepare yourself for bed. The light seems bright. And glares on white walls.

I met her in a club down in old Soho. Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola. C-o-l-a cola.

Gente de Zona. Gusttavo Lima. Lo mejor que suena ahora. Você, melhor que ninguém, sabe. Que fui seu homem, que não há ninguém.

Lady, where has your love gone? I was looking, but can't find it anywhere. They always offer when there's loads of love around.