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Desplomándose

Michael Schulte

Falling Apart

I am sleepless for a weekend
So I start to say goodbye
Say goodbye to all that we had
Say goodbye to what we lost

If we don't talk
We're not enough
And the storm slowly arrives
When the light turns
And the cold times arise

We were running out, through the storms, through the night
We were running in the dark, we were following our hearts
And we would fall down and we would slowly fall apart
We would slowly fall into the dark

The cold times arise
The cold times arise

It is hard to let it all go
Let the past just disappear
Try to run time from an old life
But it always drags me down

If we don't talk
We're not enough
And the storm slowly arrives
When the light turns
And the cold times arise

We were running out, through the storms, through the night
We were running in the dark, we were following our hearts
And we would fall down and we would slowly fall apart
We would slowly fall into the dark

We were running out, through the storms, through the night
We were running in the dark, we were following our hearts
And we would fall down and we would slowly fall apart
We would slowly fall into the dark

We were running out, through the storms, through the night
We were running in the dark, we were following our hearts
And we would fall down and we would slowly fall apart
We would slowly fall into the dark

The cold times arise
The cold times arise

Desplomándose

estoy sin dormir por un fin de semana
Entonces empiezo a decir adios
Decir adios a todo lo que tuvimos
Decir adios a lo que perdimos

si no hablamos
no somos suficientes
Y la tormenta llega lentamente
Cuando la luz se enciende
Y surgen los tiempos fríos

Estábamos corriendo, a través de las tormentas, a través de la noche
Corríamos en la oscuridad, seguíamos nuestros corazones
Y caeríamos y lentamente nos desmoronaríamos
Poco a poco caeríamos en la oscuridad

Surgen los tiempos fríos
Surgen los tiempos fríos

Es difícil dejarlo todo ir
Deja que el pasado simplemente desaparezca
Intenta correr el tiempo de una vieja vida
Pero siempre me arrastra hacia abajo

si no hablamos
no somos suficientes
Y la tormenta llega lentamente
Cuando la luz se enciende
Y surgen los tiempos fríos

Estábamos corriendo, a través de las tormentas, a través de la noche
Corríamos en la oscuridad, seguíamos nuestros corazones
Y caeríamos y lentamente nos desmoronaríamos
Poco a poco caeríamos en la oscuridad

Estábamos corriendo, a través de las tormentas, a través de la noche
Corríamos en la oscuridad, seguíamos nuestros corazones
Y caeríamos y lentamente nos desmoronaríamos
Poco a poco caeríamos en la oscuridad

Estábamos corriendo, a través de las tormentas, a través de la noche
Corríamos en la oscuridad, seguíamos nuestros corazones
Y caeríamos y lentamente nos desmoronaríamos
Poco a poco caeríamos en la oscuridad

Surgen los tiempos fríos
Surgen los tiempos fríos

Escrita por: Michael Schulte / Nils Bodenstedt