Morire No (Morir de Amor)
Miguel Bosé
Not Dying (Dying of Love)
Not tonight
I won't count the stars
By now I already know
They have always been the same
Have you ever spent
Nights below zero
Emptying inkwells
Coloring dreams in black and white?
Not dying
You can't die for love
In the heart a cold as if it were already December!
Not dying
Goodbye love, goodbye, goodbye to you
A red flower in my pocket I have here with me forever!
If our age
Is made for mistakes
For those who have already passed it
There is little to learn
Those like me
Who sell words
For someone at least there is
Hope to strike a heart
Not dying
You can't die for love
In the heart a cold as if it were already December!
Not dying
Goodbye love, goodbye, goodbye to you
A red flower in my pocket I have here with me forever!
Not dying
You can't die for love
In the heart a cold as if it were already December!
Not dying
Goodbye love, goodbye, goodbye to you
A red flower in my pocket I have here with me forever!
Not dying
You can't die for love
In the heart a cold as if it were already December!
Not dying
