Sometimes, sabés, you go mad me
and other times you damage me.
we give turns,
we don't listen to ourselves,
you ignore I eat up I remain silent.
full my paunch of words
that he/she would not never tell you.
I am not crazy about it
your easiness for me.
I never understand because you treat this way me.
this time I will tell you, I will reflect.
I will look for you in my silence
and in your blind eyes.
It dilutes white under the bridge
and in the bridge your and me
muddling our souls
getting complicated both.
he/she wanted to take me something
I always think that today is the it finishes time
it is always the it finishes time.
Sometimes, sabés, you go mad me
and other times you damage me.
we give turns,
we don't listen to ourselves, you ignore
as I am quiet. oh!
full my paunch of words
that he/she would not never tell you.
It dilutes white under the bridge
and in the bridge your and me
muddling our souls
getting complicated both.
he/she wanted to take me something
I always think that today is the it finishes time
it is always the it finishes time.
Maybe be for that reason
that every time that I see you
and you see me you have me to your feet.
when I don't remember
your always appears me,
and later you leave...
as that afternoon in your room
when we will make love
they called you for télefono and you left.
and you not even lied.
you sometimes spend.
you left me alone in your own house
with your clean house and with a video.
this doesn't believe it, no...
It dilutes white under the bridge
and in the bridge your and me
muddling our souls
getting complicated both.
he/she wanted to take me something
I always think that today is the it finishes time
it is always the it finishes time. (x 3)