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LETRA 'HAY SIEMPRE UN SENTIMIENTO MUERTO EN UN CORAZÓN ROTO (EN INGLES)'

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Everything has changed from the day that you entered in my life,
but when you fuiste,que wanted to abandon the departure,
I am present without future that is hard son of for norm,
the life is not more than a histora of too short mierda,
I sometimes think and wanted to never have been born (for that),
the hardships sank me in a sea that overflows,
and I have already swallowed, too much salted water,
I am not anything for the I hull, the world for me is not anything.

I thought of taking off the life, but not huvo corage,
before was a cowardly lad although without eggs pa cuts,
I am embarrassed of my thoughts of people déviles,
mention fragile,
they break when entering in contact with thousands of hard moments,
moments that these in difficulties,
you cry with pretense after knowing that that so much five pesetas,
you want have what is not yours, again
to accept with orguño,
with a fist cerrao blows they demonstrate your pain,
desires of crying of filling the hole that your you left,
in my interior it is pain, hate and love you fell in love me
and you lost me to allow me to go,
after mashing my feelings THAT don't STOP OF CRYING.

Already! I don't trust, neither I believe in anything for your blame.
Your! You will never feel what I felt NEVER for tí!
I believed in the infinite, for once in life,
and I saw as their end it arrived, opened up much more my wound.

Wanted this it is my farewell for tí,
that it hates until my hate,
JODER FOR THAT I MET YOU! !
I am happy, but it is that that alone hard some seconds,
that you know that for this boy:
You were much more than a world.

I keep you in this musical box of my memories,
one of the moments marries, of images that have died,
my body, feels empty and alone,
without dead feelings in this broken heart.

There are things that get lost and you don't find a why,
there are obstacles (there are obstacles) that can make you fall,
there are moments in that enter you desires of abandoning everything,
there is always a dead feeling in a broken heart.

There is a dead feeling in my vital organ,
my heart dead prisoner in a musical box,
to forget is to be deceived oneself you don't LIE YOURSELF
I have the hope of seeing if my heart wakes up.

In spite of everything it is necessary to advance in this side of the glass,
in which alone far from all the wrong would be,
all (all), we all have a history that to count
and also an almost perfect story but with final,
you look for to escape with your bad habits,
I am sleepy, nightmares in those that I suffocate.
From that day, I look for your kisses in fantasy,
he/she would say that the pain flows in this melody,
next to my voice, without desires, died by solitude,
still memory that good-bye, that good-bye with indifference.

Will I be daltonico? Because that now everything is of different color,
I cannot sleep at nights, for fear got lost the love,
now bago without answers, without hope and without faith,
it is that sad also certain it is the past,
it is the past remembered presently,
I want a future far from the fear and of the damage that makes people,
and it is normal that it feels bundle as a prisoner,
if I have never seen the light in this path, BUT I WANT! !
Leave alone me I don't want your false compassion,
bitter people's superficiality my heart,
that it continues beating, but unconscious.
I sometimes want to remember, to cry for what I have lived already,
but not, I don't want but bitter esperiencias
for you they are paranoias, but it stops my they are loads
with those that cannot load,
I sit down not to be able to support it,
they go joining the things however I continue walking.
Looking for my road who will have written my destination,
who has made it it is a cabronazo,
I don't believe in divine beings,
that doesn't exist, the magic ends up to be trick.
I am already desepcionado with the life that played me.
I don't have a, I have a thousand nailed thorns,
I can no longer make anything I don't believe in fairies' stories.
I don't say that it is forever,
I say that it is now,
because when I am bad they happen but slow the hours.
The melancholy helps me it is necessary to take out everything it was,
the fury that was slept inside no longer controls it.
God willing could, to forget that I exist,
I wanted be again (me) who disappeared,
that me this happening, I have a devil and wants to leave,
and to leave to a lao my body that doesn't stop of suffering.

There are things that get lost and you don't find a why,
there are obstacles (there are obstacles) that can make you fall,
there are moments in that enter you desires of abandoning everything,
there is always a dead feeling in a broken heart.

There is a dead feeling in my vital organ,
my heart dead prisoner in a musical box,
to forget is to be deceived oneself you don't LIE YOURSELF
I have the hope of seeing if my heart wakes up.

It beat chewed a face hides in their shell,
the present is your past deformed in your heart,
broken pictures, dead memories last your memory.
Without escape they are even about memories of pain and glory
and it is that I want to forget so many things,
but it costs so much,
they are thorns that cross and they make you remember cries,
I want to forget, I want to sleep, for not waking up,
to find an infinite well-being ALLOWS ME to REST
Finally (finally) my end is already close,
for that want to take you but in a dead image,
in the forgetfulness, I keep your picture and your empty letters,
full with words that so alone they lied.
And it is that my story of fairies,
got lost in the solitude,
in a sad silence in a sea that wants to drown,
a flame that wants to fade,
a broken memory,
your pictures are dead feelings that I no longer notice.

Do I wonder why I remind you?
If I want to forget.
Why I gave you everything and your you stopped to love me.
I sometimes continue asking to my subconciente,
for that I know in the bottom that there is a part of me that understands me.
For me it was like a slow and very painful death.
Of among all the roses black eras the but beautiful.
You dared to enter in a practically impenetrable being,
and you left with a heart that was not of anybody.

There are things that get lost and you don't find a why,
there are obstacles (there are obstacles) that can make you fall,
there are moments in that enter you desires of abandoning everything,
there is always a dead feeling in a broken heart.

There is a dead feeling in my vital organ,
my heart dead prisoner in a musical box,
to forget is to be deceived oneself you don't LIE YOURSELF
I have the hope of seeing if my heart wakes up.

I have tolerated so many things that neither you imagine it.
This to be is already excluded, withers
and doesn't want to pass of page,
the magic is it hurts in my heart,
with hardships already somber those that make increase my pain,
to forget is to want to deceive your same being,
opens the eyes and he/she tries to see beyond what you want to see.
To love is queres above any other thing,
to know the person to feel special in a history,
imaginative.
I begin of the end of my memory,
open a hedén withered trás the glass. I feel dead! !
I maybe remember that, that last good-bye,
I want to erase of my mind what this body suffered.
The ignorance makes the happiness, the sages say,
I want to remember your lips and to forget that good-bye,
although the forgetfulness is a trap to be deceived itself.
When dying my feelings lanzé the heart to the abyss,
I wonder: To who he cares and who will remember me?
when my end is taken my history it will be taken,
that feeling already died when breaking my heart,
I am full my life is in extinction danger!!!!!!!
It doesn't pump blood neither it beats,doesn't make sense,
why I follow the road if my destination already died.
Your history, why did you allow to escape?
I remember every night the day in that you allowed to leave.
But you separated me of your arms,
and now you feel the sadness as me I already felt your rejection.
The times change slowly,
but to forget is not easy,
why so strong that load, if in the box it put fragile?
It was as a small boy,
I remember your sweet aroma,
it suffered my heart and for your blame now is in coma.
To forget is to be deceived, the heart no longer notices it,
because there is always a dead feeling in a broken heart.

There are things that get lost and you don't find a why,
there are obstacles (there are obstacles) that can make you fall,
there are moments in that enter you desires of abandoning everything,
there is always a dead feeling in a broken heart.

There is a dead feeling in my vital organ,
my heart dead prisoner in a musical box,
to forget is to be deceived oneself you don't LIE YOURSELF
I have the hope of seeing if my heart wakes up.

To have if wakes up...

To have if wakes up...

Fuente: musica.com
Letra añadida por Andresthecangri

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