Malgastaste [English translation]

The magic of the moment was lost

and with it the line that marks the respect was cleared.

And now we pretend with forced sentences,

worn smiles, false appearances.

Today to look us in the eyes do not feel anything.

Because something nice between the two was dying.

And today I become a stranger here in my body.

And I was wandering in the desert,

unearthing feelings ...

You wasted my reasons for loving you,

reinforcing my impulses to hate you

and, in the midst of this storm,

Shredding your course at every step,

everything that one day joined our ties

and dirty, with mud, our hands.

He was allowed to speak to remorse

and in the center of this ego,

self-esteem in tatters.

That kingdom of heaven are only good men

and on earth humans and today we will not blame us.

I am not sensible neither are you

Because something nice between the two was dying.

And today I become a stranger here in my body.

And I was wandering in the desert,

unearthing feelings ...

You wasted my reasons for loving you,

reinforcing my impulses to hate you

and, in the midst of this storm,

Shredding your course at every step,

everything that one day joined our ties

and dirty, with mud, our hands.

Forgive me if to say goodbye,

who they are not my lips stick to your mouth.

And there are two eardrums ice on your cheeks.

Maybe it would have been better for both,

a better choice

or perhaps we never ever find it

You wasted my reasons for loving you,

reinforcing my impulses to hate you

and, in the midst of this storm,

Shredding your course at every step,

everything that one day joined our ties

and dirty, with mud, our hands.

You wasted my reasons for loving you ...

And in the midst of this storm ...