Las malas lenguas [English translation]

The radio has said finally that it will happen,

that any excess returns as a boomerang.

We are cover with a tremendous headline.

They mount tense debates in any channel,

They give us six nights, seven, come on, who gives more, you?,

even they have put the expiration date.

And yet ...

I plan to stay until the end

until you say "Nothing more."

Some of them say that already they have seen the sign,

strange fireballs, supernova fleeting

like the fevers that with the wind, they will subside.

The gossips pulls many more

and always assume, it is a fatal game

although their infamy hides part of truth

And yet ...

I plan to stay until the end

until you say "Nothing more."

They can confuse us and ultimately win,

and I will warn you, they will influence us.

If the journey continues and this ship goes,

Who cares, who cares, who cares?,

Who cares, who cares, who cares?