I would like to know
if you have thrown in the towel
if you don't want to
make foolish things anymore
if you can't take yourself anymore
if your heart talks to you
and ask for its freedom
I would like to kown
all the whims of your dormitory
so that it takes me my skin
that the green of your eyes unsews
so strong that I no longer know
that if is by chance or by luck
I'm the fiancé of the death
that your smile hides
I'm in a hurry to see you
to hold you in my arms
because when you are far away
my heart stops beating
I sneaked through an opening
and I felt to the ground and cut myself
just by the reflection of your hair and I forgot
what it was a winter in the middle of January in your skin
I would like to know
if I changed my bad life
if I stoped running
in front the police
if I can't take it anymore
because my heart
is giving you another opportunity
i would like to kown
all the whims of your dormitory
so that it takes me my skin
that the green of your eyes unsews
so strong that I no longer know
that if is by chance or by luck
I'm the fiancé of the death
that your smile hides
I'm in a hurry to see you
to hold you in my arms
because when you are far away
my heart stops beating
I sneaked through an opening
and I felt to the ground and cut myself
just by the reflection of your hair and I forgot
what it was a winter in the middle of January in your skin
and the years passed by
and I still have your clothes in my drawer
Anytime I miss you
I kiss my J&B glass
that never mistakes, and never abandon me
that never hurts me... like you do
I sneaked through an opening
and I felt to the ground and cut myself
just by the reflection of your hair and I forgot
what it was a winter in the middle of January in your skin
I sneaked through an opening
and I felt to the ground and cut myself
just by the reflection of your hair and I forgot
what it was a winter in the middle of January in your skin