O Discordia
Quise vender mi alma
A nadie le interesó
Tal vez no vale lo que pido
Tal vez no es bueno lo ofrecido
Oh no es para tanto
Oh no es inusual
Oh se tarda años
Esta herido el sanar
Si no morirá al final
Quise subastar mi cuerpo
Nadie grito yo voy
Yo se, no es un producto nuevo
Yo sé que se ha caído al suelo
Oh no es para tanto
Oh manda señal
Oh que me quebranto
Más lo voy a arreglar, lo voy a arreglar
Yo trate
Trate de darte lo que estaba en mi poder
Te puse todo mi universo a tus pies
Trate de enderezar lo que estaba al revés
Trate de hacer que un año pareciera un mes
Trate de escalarte
Se rompió el arnés
Trate de hacerlo largo
Pero fue exprés
Compre el azul
Pero tu lo querías café
Quise vender mi alma y no hubo interés
The Discord
I wanted to sell my soul
No one was interested
Maybe it's not worth what I ask for
Maybe what's offered isn't good
Oh, it's not that bad
Oh, it's not unusual
Oh, it takes years
It's hurt to heal
If not, it will die in the end
I wanted to auction my body
No one shouted 'I'll go'
I know, it's not a new product
I know it has fallen to the ground
Oh, it's not that bad
Oh, send a signal
Oh, it breaks me
But I'll fix it, I'll fix it
I tried
I tried to give you what was in my power
I put all my universe at your feet
I tried to straighten out what was upside down
I tried to make a year seem like a month
I tried to climb you
The harness broke
I tried to make it long
But it was express
I bought blue
But you wanted it brown
I wanted to sell my soul and there was no interest