I know I talk to you a lot, but like this
Something is going to come out
Or it's going to die
For me it's the same
I caught you, you kept reminding me what to do
I thought about giving up
But
in the end I went,
for you it's the same
Paparará,
pamparará,
pamparará Paparará,
pamparará, pamparará
I look at the phone to see if it comes out So much indifference,
I don't see any signs
Before I didn't care about the truth
Now I don't answer if it doesn't matter
It doesn't matter today,
no,
tomorrow yes I feel like I'm going around in a frenzy
Tying loose ends is what I understood And I group up,
alone
I know it's going to come out
It's not going to die
I've
come this far,
it doesn't matter anymore