Cuchillos [English translation]

At this place there is a lot to give

I cannot lie to you

Because you are so faithful

You saw me growing, you saw me running

And I saw you laughing.

When the crystal falls

you will see

that all this song is agony.

It is, like yesterday

Disappearing

Is like smiling.

From giving you so much love, I made you happy

Cutting the air only to feel

That there was no forgiveness, that there was no reason.

That grey penknife

Cut off my voice

It became a knife, finally.