Experiencias
Igual ke una flor pintada de alegria,
igual ke un olvido recuerda sus
tantas armonias..
igual de fingida,
igual de vacia
me siento en estos dias....
parece ke nunka llegara el final,
cantando en el tiempo,
mas tarde en la verdad,
buscar un rayito de felicidad
jugando jugando con la realidad......
aprendiendo a vivir en un agujero
sin salir sin salir,
sin encontrar remedio,
buscando tu mano
yo sigo soñando
ke me ayudaras
aunke se ke es en vano...
y pienso en tantos recuerdos....
sin saber escapan por mis poros
lagrimas y viento...
pedazos de mi vida, falsas alegrias.....
y vuelvo a llorar,
sabiendo ke no se si es verdad....
(x3)
y llega el final,
Experiences
Just like a flower painted with joy,
just like a forgetfulness remembers its
so many harmonies..
just as fake,
just as empty
I feel in these days....
it seems like the end will never come,
singing in time,
later in the truth,
looking for a little bit of happiness
playing playing with reality......
learning to live in a hole
without coming out without coming out,
without finding a remedy,
looking for your hand
I keep dreaming
that you will help me
even though I know it's in vain...
and I think of so many memories....
without knowing they escape through my pores
tears and wind...
pieces of my life, false joys.....
and I cry again,
kowing that I don't know if it's true....
(x3)
and the end comes