Descripción
Estar en el mundo es como volar
Pero sin alas, es tratar de vencer
Algo imposible de vencer,
Es como tratar de desnudarte
Siempre que lo intento me estás
Mintiendo otra vez.
Y siempre es lo mismo
Y no puedo sacarlo de mi cabeza
Si vos supieras, me muero por vos.
Y ahora tengo tantas flores en mis manos
Pero hay una flor que es de un campo azul,
Sabés no quiero arrancarte,
Hoy me di cuenta que te quiero solamente a vos
Description
Being in this world is like flying
But without wings, it's trying to conquer
Something impossible to beat,
It's like trying to strip down
Every time I try, you're just
Lying to me again.
And it's always the same
And I can't get it out of my head
If you only knew, I'm dying for you.
And now I have so many flowers in my hands
But there's one flower from a blue field,
You know I don't want to pick you,
Today I realized I only want you.