She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame.
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sane.
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sane.
El llanto se mezcla lentamente con la sangre... no se puede distinguir un dolor de otro. Herido de muerte, espero lentamente ese oscuro ser, esperando su tan prometida y ansiada paz...
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche, muero lentamente de sufrimiento por tus labios...
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche, muero lentamente de sufrimiento por tus labios...
She is everything to me
The unrequited dream
A song that no one sings
The unattainable, Shes a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
The unrequited dream
A song that no one sings
The unattainable, Shes a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
Esta noche, como muchas... intento apagar mi pena con alcohol, sueños inalcanzables, navajas, canciones... con sueños fugaces que lentamente aumentan mi soledad, acrecentan mi agonía y no me dejan escapar de mi realidad.
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche, me arranco el corazón para así no vivir con tu recuerdo en el.
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche, me arranco el corazón para así no vivir con tu recuerdo en el.
But I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
A catch in my throat choke
Torn into pieces
I won't, no!
I don't wanna be this...
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
A catch in my throat choke
Torn into pieces
I won't, no!
I don't wanna be this...
¡Lucha! Tu puedes derrotar esa tristeza que te ha invadido innumerables veces... tus palabras caen en oídos sordos, como los gritos de mi corazón son ignorados por el tuyo...
No quisiera amor, pero el lugar que guardas para mí en tu corazón, es parecido a mi tumba...
No quisiera amor, pero el lugar que guardas para mí en tu corazón, es parecido a mi tumba...
But I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
She isn't real
I can't make her real
She isn't real
I can't make her real
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
She isn't real
I can't make her real
She isn't real
I can't make her real
En el fondo del vaso te puedo encontrar... "echémosle la culpa al hombre del bar, que cada vez que toma piensa en tí"... perdiendo la tranquilidad es como te puedo olvidar... cuando el dolor físico sobrepasa la melancolía de mi corazón...
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche ya no existo, muero y me pierdo en la infinidad de un corazón ignorado, no destinado a vivir lo que sueña, perpetuando su pena...
No quisiera amor, pero esta noche ya no existo, muero y me pierdo en la infinidad de un corazón ignorado, no destinado a vivir lo que sueña, perpetuando su pena...
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