Un día más, un día menos
You see the time again to steal the day
Another trip without direction will begin.
Still in front of the TV
And something push your heart
Is that no one escapes pain.
But what if someone does not save your soul
and the rain hits the gray asphalt
and a fleeting memory makes you smile.
On the street you cross your eyes empty
are those who resign their faith in love
You and your arms surrounded
and you nailed their teeth
you can only stop and escape.
But what if someone does not save your soul
and the rain hits the gray asphalt
and a fleeting memory makes you smile.
And you clinging to lost treasures
but looking back we win anything.
And the rain hits the gray asphalt
and a fleeting memory makes you smile.
And you clinging to lost treasures
but looking back we win anything.