Hay amores que matan [English translation]

We are going wrong and it isn't the first time,

I can no longer live with him, neither to live without him.

It is so difficult to fight with the way she is,

neither she understand me, nor I can understand her.

If there are loves that kill

and affections that hurt,

I would like to know why

one looks, follows and wants them.

If there are loves that kill,

feelings that wound,

I wonder why

one can't drop them,

and you die if they drop you.

I have no one with whom to talk, I feel so far from him,

he doesn't know when I am sad, neither when I am fine.

Just like at a carnival where no one is who one is,

we live wearing a costume that help us to continue standing up.

If there are loves that kill

and affections that hurt,

I would like to know why

one looks, follows and wants them.

If there are loves that kill,

feelings that wound,

I wonder why

one can't drop them,

and you die if they drop you, .