Algo se muere en mí [English translation]

Maka:

look at me, i'm not who i used to be

look at me, he died horrendously

i felt something die within me, i know it won't return

the boy who lived within me, who never ceased to dream

Ivan Nieto:

walking alone in the street like an ownerless hound

now i've almost forgotten when life was a dream

just a boy playing ball on the neighborhood ground

like any kid from Madrid growing up happy in the street

with a life ahead, a smile grew

and while i was getting lost the days flew by

Carmina arrived suddenly and of course with no warning

my brother was struck down and the hatred buried my smile

you have to tread carefully, conscious where you step

the rules of jungle in the street; one pays for the slightest error

because if you don't defend yourself, anyone who comes along will step on you

and the child becomes a rebel; he back against his pain

and in that way you pay for your sins as a child when you're older

there are things you never forget even a long time hence

this is another story full of blood, sweat, and tears

and wounds that, although already closed, still hurt

Maka:

i felt something die within me, i know it won't return

the boy who lived within me, who never ceased to dream

this crazy world

has caused this

i saw since i was young

how my mother suffered

and i thrown to the street

i soon lost myself

in the idea that i belonged there

playing with death

and my brother said to me

"you're not on the right path"

but i kept going

until arriving at prison.

there, there is no going back

and how easily the dreams go away.

i noticed that something died within me

i know he won't return

the boy who lived within me

who never stopped dreaming