Una frase, una verdad
Pa' creer en el futuro
Que los niños vean de lejos
Que los hombres no se peguen
Cuanto tiempo hay que esperar
Una frase, una verdad
Mira, mira
I'm on the way to the big city, and I'm dreamin', hours of road, time for thinking. Reflecting in the past, and I don't know the half of my future path. And I'm half crazy and I know it, more days that pass, memories last. Bienvenido en el mundo de la falta del amor.
I'm back in the home of the land of the lonely basement, like a rat in the shadow, picking and sucking on plastic and metal, can I get some love in this battlefield? Cause I need to feel that I'm here between the white screen and a fake dream. Now I look into your eyes I can see the whole universe, I can't do this flirt no more, do this flirt no more, do this flirt no more...
Refrain :
El amor,
Half drunk, half smoked, half stressed, half broke.
Ni se compra, ni se vende
Vamos a dar una vuelta pa' relajar
El amor,
Half drunk, half smoked, half stressed, half broke.
Ni se compra, ni se vende
I got nothing to loose and I know it's too late but still, eres mi refugio. Time don't exist cause when you're there I don't know how to act, tell me what happened.
Refrain
Mira, mira
Corazones de metal
Cuantas veces por el suelo
Y pa'que tanta tortura
Por luchar para vivir
Una frase, una verdad
Pa' creer en el futuro
Que los niños vean de lejos
Que los hombres no se peguen
Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
