me lastimo mucho
sigo sin partir

extraño mucho
y sigo sin sentir

lloro mucho
pero sigo sin creer

te dejé mucho adentro mío
y ahora haces estragos
te dejé consumirme hasta el último hueso
y ahora me pago con esto

me lastimo mucho
sigo existiendo sin saber como es vivir sin esto

you're gonna kiss me twice
and forget all my lies

you scent is like a poem to the sun

every year goes by
the more fragile i become
the faster goes the clock
the sadness had overcome

i dont want to bury my lovers, they keep me alive
this is just a new kind of sadness which i need to get used to

i can't lie to you but i will
i can't hold on to you but i do


the dream is over or the dreamer has gone?