Que Lástima

What a Shame

Que Lástima

My life has always beenMi vida siempre ha sido
a ship in the voidun barco en el vacio
that wanders aimlesslyque ronda sin motivo
the sea of a labyrinthel mar de un laberinto
desiring salvationdeseando salvacion

My heart is coldMi corazón es frio
just like my fateigual que mi destino
a double-edged knifeuna navaja con dos filos
in the hands of a banditen manos de un bandido
without fear of painsin miedo al dolor

What a shame to think that I used to dreamQue lástima pensar que yo soñaba
about you in my morningscontigo en mis mañanas
with afternoons at the beachcon tardes en la playa
looking for seashellsbuscando caracol

What a shame to thinkQue lastima pensar
that you were my truthque fuiste mi verdad
and the end of the horizony fin del horizonte
taken out to seallevado en altamar

What a shame to think that I ended up giving youQue lastima pensar que te llege a entregar
my heart blindly without fear of cryingmi corazón a ciegas sin miedo de llorar
what a shameque lastima

What a shame to think that I used to dreamQue lástima pensar que yo soñaba
about you in my morningscontigo en mis mañanas
with afternoons at the beachcon tardes en la playa
looking for seashellsbuscando caracol

What a shame to thinkQue lastima pensar
that you were my truthque fuiste mi verdad
and the end of the horizony fin del horizonte
taken out to seallevado en altamar

What a shame to think that I ended up giving youQue lastima pensar que te llege a entregar
my heart blindly without fear of cryingmi corazón a ciegas sin miedo de llorar
and even though you see me suffery aunque me ves sufrir
you think I'm wrongtu piensas que estoy mal

Because with you or without youPorque contigo o sin ti
my life has always been the samemi vida siempre ha sido igual