No Habrá Fiestas Para Mañana

I doubt the sun will rise today
Sky and earth under the sun
From a bad dream, from a bad dream
They won't wake up.
There won't be any more parties.

Time like glass
Is cutting through my veins
You won't be able to celebrate
No, you can't anymore.
There won't be any more parties.

After this, I won't wake up
I won't wake up
Maybe it's better, so just give in.
No parties for tomorrow
Let yourself go, let yourself go
Like a leaf in the wind, wind!