Arde
Me deje matar
Me deje robar el alma
Pague sin querer
sin querer te lastime
Que daria en esta vida por volver
amor mioooooooo
Que daria en esta vida por volver
Me deje atrapar
Por la selva de los ruidos
Nunca imagine
Que seria mi destino
Que daria en esta vida por arder
amor mioooooooo
Que daria en esta vida por arder
El bar de la esquina
rutas de melancolia
y una guitarra loca
en el anden de las heridas
Reventando infiernos
tras las ruinas de tu olvido
y una guitarra loca
que me arranca los sentidos
Me deje aropar
y quedarme al fin dormido
desperte sin vos
pero me guardo este grito
Que daria en esta vida por volver
amor mio
que daria en esta vida por volver
El bar de la esquina
rutas de melancolia
y una guitarra loca
en el anden de las heridas
Remendando infiernos
tras las ruinas del olvido
y una guitarra loca
que me arranca los sentidos
Me deje matar
me deje matar
me deje matar
me deje matar.
Que daria en esta vida por volver
El bar de la esquina
rutas de melancolia
y una guitarra loca
en el anden de las heridas
Remendando infiernos
tras las ruinas del olvido
y una guitarra loca
que me arranca los sentidos
El bar de la esquina
rutas de melancolia
y una guitarra locaaaaaa
Que daria en esta vida por volver
que daria en esta vida por volver
que daria en esta vida por volver
que daria nena, que dariaaaa
que daria, que daria, que dariaaaaaaaaaaaa
Burn
Let myself be killed
Let myself be robbed of my soul
Paid unintentionally
Unintentionally hurt you
What would I give in this life to go back
my love
What would I give in this life to go back
Let myself be trapped
By the jungle of noises
Never imagined
That would be my destiny
What would I give in this life to burn
my love
What would I give in this life to burn
The corner bar
routes of melancholy
and a crazy guitar
on the platform of wounds
Bursting hells
behind the ruins of your forgetfulness
and a crazy guitar
that steals my senses
Let myself be wrapped
and finally fall asleep
woke up without you
but I keep this scream
What would I give in this life to go back
my love
What would I give in this life to go back
The corner bar
routes of melancholy
and a crazy guitar
on the platform of wounds
Mending hells
behind the ruins of forgetfulness
and a crazy guitar
that steals my senses
Let myself be killed
let myself be killed
let myself be killed
let myself be killed
What would I give in this life to go back
The corner bar
routes of melancholy
and a crazy guitar
on the platform of wounds
Mending hells
behind the ruins of forgetfulness
and a crazy guitar
that steals my senses
The corner bar
routes of melancholy
and a crazy guitar
What would I give in this life to go back
what would I give in this life to go back
what would I give in this life to go back
what would I give, baby, what would I give
what would I give, what would I give, what would I give