Disappear in complete disarray; reaffirm what our grandfathers say.
Love the kisses that I'll be sending you, play the rhythm that I'm pretending to.
Take the time to find out why I bowed out...
I was flat on my own, my darling; fought the lessons of grace for so long...
When your trip's only five meters long, and you find you've been grown all along,
Join the living innoxious lullabies; only sleeping cabróns could sympathize.
Only they could forget their consciousness...
I was flat on my own, my darling; fought the lessons of grace for so long...
You can't stop laughing if you can't stop falling. 
It makes you wonder whether he is calling.
Give them a token, give them a token to play...
Phone stops ringing when I play your number.
No bad loving could pervade my slumber.
Give them a token, give them a token to play...
Minor love can be shorn like a scarf...
Fairy tales are beheld to depart...
You can't stop laughing if you can't stop falling. 
It makes you wonder whether he is calling.
Give them a token, give them a token to play...