It's 3 in the morning, I think it's a bit late, although
Yo, yes, leave the music, man
Yo, yes, listen to me, yes, yes, yes, yes (yo)

Today, like so many early mornings, sleepless, I ask myself
Exactly how much time do I have left in this world?
For a second, I review my life up to this moment
And I see a humanist spirit, running through the past

Time has passed since that last mistake
That in exchange for my freedom, I gave up a love
That with more than a torn sweater, I embarked on a sad journey
Heading towards a happiness that apparently no longer exists

Maybe I was selfish, a chauvinist, a bore
Who, trying to be a lover, forgot how to be a friend
Maybe today I have enough reasons to hurt myself
And what do you achieve with that? Could you tell me?

Because you can lock the door of your house
But it's in vain if her heart tells me "Come in"
If when she's in her room, she hugs me with her mind
And my mistakes don't surpass what she feels

You called me a coward, manipulator, cretin
And asked me never to interfere in your path again
To leave her alone, that I don't deserve her
But let's not talk about deserving, that's a topic I detest

How many times, like a bird, did she emigrate with her things?
How many times do you say she cried because of me?
How many times did she give a different version out of pain?
How many times did I cry, ma'am? And no one saw me

Today I am in the present that I built myself
Today you want to erase all the love I gave her
But she can receive ten thousand telegrams
And it will be the same if there's not one from the man she loves

It's 3 in the morning and tomorrow will be another day
That I'll wake up in the afternoon, repeating to myself "Someday"
And another day will pass, in which you don't understand
That we are two crazies, and that one depends on the other

And this is another tear that spills over paper
(Another confession of the soul) that life demands from me
There's no way to stay in bed
When the heart calls you at 3 in the morning, no

And if the memory doesn't let me sleep
And I feel that many things were left unsaid
I write again what emanates from the heart
Again, at 3 in the morning, I

I shouldn't show reluctance to courtesy
Or give you a speech full of obscenities
I would behave differently, but it's not worth it
Anyway, I was a conflict in your girl's life

Without manners for formal dinners, nor birthdays
A stranger who embittered your existence for 2 years
A sullen adverse concept that my heart felt
Because it did hurt me to be treated with hypocrisy

In those days, I drank constantly
I had problems, my old lady had recently left
Inconsistent, actions, forceful situations
I never stopped loving her, even though I acted differently

I'm not justifying myself, I review the circumstances
Today, when affection is not alive and only distances exist
Your arrogance was efficient, I feel neither hate nor love
And although you separated me from her, I don't feel resentment either

May God take you confessed within your tulle ideas
And I hope you can find her with that prince charming
And don't question her so much with your manic view
If it's you who has made her so foolish and materialistic

Me, a model? No, my sun doesn't get contaminated
I've lived circumstances that you might not imagine
Only the same doctrines of that young man and his ego
Who made rap songs, bombarded by your fire

It's 3 in the morning and again the same story
Happy and sad memories come to my mind
I won't say there was victory or defeat at the last moment
But in future events, ask her why she cries

And this is another tear that spills over paper
(Another confession of the soul) that life demands from me
There's no way to stay in bed
When the heart calls you at 3 in the morning, no

And if the memory doesn't let me sleep
And I feel that many things were left unsaid
I write again what emanates from the heart
Again, at 3 in the morning, I

At 3 in the morning, I (I, I)
At 3 in the morning
I, (yes) hah

In the end, no one learns from someone else's head
You don't help her with those attitudes
Let her fly on her own
Don't turn her into something useless

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