devota

Devoted

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I don’t know where to start firstNo sé perqué empezar primero
If it’s the sadness of losing you or the mistake of loving youSi la tristeza de perderte o el error que fue quererte
And I don’t regret itY del que no reniego

I don’t know if I want you to leaveNo sé si quiero que te vayas
Or if you hear me wonderingO escuches como me pregunto
If there’s any time in the world when you don’t let me downSi hay algún tiempo en el mundo en el que no me falla

The tendernessLa ternura
Of someone else’s skinDe la piel ajena
Doesn’t deserve to pretend it doesn’t resonateNo merece hacer como que no resuena

This burdenEsta carga
That I don’t know how to carry nowQue ahora no sé cómo
At some point went from feather to leadEn algún momento fue de pluma a plomo

Devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsDevota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento
It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento

It wasn’t what it seemedNo era lo que parecía
Now that I’m learning from the pastAhora que aprendo del pasado
The landscape is so clearEl paisaje está tan claro
Yeah, I would leaveSí me marcharía

And the owner of the body I inhabitY dueña del cuerpo que habito
I was taught some time agoA mí hace un tiempo me enseñaron
It’s my hands, not yoursSon las mías, no tus manos
That I needLas que necesito

The tendernessLa ternura
Of someone else’s skinDe la piel ajena
Doesn’t deserve to pretend it doesn’t resonateNo merece hacer como que no resuena

This burdenEsta carga
That I don’t know how to carry nowQue ahora no sé cómo
At some point went from feather to leadEn algún momento fue de pluma a plomo

Devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsDevota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento
It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento

I tell it allLo cuento todo
In case it turns to mudPor si se vuelve lodo
What I thought was goldLo que yo pensé que era oro
What I thought was goldLo que yo pensé que era oro

I tell it allLo cuento todo
In case it turns to mudPor si se vuelve lodo
What I thought was goldLo que yo pensé que era oro
What I thought was goldLo que yo pensé que era oro

It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento
It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento
It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento
It seems I was devoted to the pain that springs from the love that drains from your thoughtsParece que fui devota del dolor que brota del amor que agota de tu pensamiento