Arréglate querida que nos vamos a morir

"Afterlife, I think I saw what happens next
It was just a glimpse of you
Like looking through a window
Or a shallow sea
Could you see me?
And after all this time
It's like nothing else we used to know
After all the hangers-on are done
Hanging on to the dead lights

Of the afterglow." 

Arcade Fire, Afterlife.

Arréglate querida

Que hoy me muero

Y tú

Te vas conmigo.