Nuestras Vidas

Our lives could have been something
But they are nothing
They have been lost like the morning
Gets lost in the afternoon.

Our lives, parallel lines
That never meet
It was destiny that enveloped in its shadow
Our great love.

Our lives that perhaps
One day were worth a little
Today they are not worth, what can I say, a little
Not even anything.

It's already too late
To regret, things happen
Our lives were not understood
There's nothing more to say.

It's already too late
To regret, things happen
Our lives were not understood
There's nothing more to say. (repeat)