Lago de forma mía [English translation]

Lake with the shape of mine

I'll find you in me like a vase

Rather than a breath it's an icy fever

when returning

Stop thinking that your angel ran away

Lake with the shape of mine

I have thought rescuing you

Without thinking in me

Or in the people, people that come and go

People that come, that come and go

I don't know how to turn nor how to fall

Everything has been lost of his heart

Of his star

You go looking by the side of water

You know well how to go looking life

You go looking by the side of water

He knows well how to go looking life

Where does a color go I would like to know

Lips of a prayer

Below the rain swirls happen