El Licenciao

I graduated to be a captain of sunken ships
I lived with the mundane of your rotten kisses
I lived with the little that oblivion gave me
I graduated in the subject that Cupid fails
You loved a battle without loving the defeated
And the passage of my sorrow convinced your dress
I lived with the little that oblivion gave me

And if one day it is worth looking at your face
I will know that hatred has satisfied my mind and my loneliness

I graduated, I found myself shipwrecked in bars and corners, I treated my disappointments with nights of morphine, pearls with two ice cubes tasted divine to me
I graduated, I became a scholar in the pains of the soul, and through my storms how calm lives after your steps were only played
I lived with the little that oblivion gave me

And now that good and bad have no balance, (and now simply now)
And now that the insomniac girl invites me to dream
And now that I fully trust in distrust
And now that I'm not green, Reed that let me bend

Let the sun rise wherever it wants
The thing is over now
With a clean slate
And on to something else, butterfly

Let the sun rise wherever it wants
This is how the thing ends
With a clean slate
And on to something else, butterfly

I graduated, I found myself shipwrecked in bars and corners, I treated my disappointments with nights of morphine, pearls with two ice cubes tasted divine to me
I graduated, I became a scholar in the pains of the soul, and through my storms how calm lives after your steps were only bright
I lived with the little that oblivion gave me

Everything has an expiration date
It has become clear to me that nothing is eternal
The time has come for this to become a reality
It becomes more credible than this fucking story

But oblivion
But oblivion
It takes me indifferent like the water of the
Rivers

I graduated, I found myself shipwrecked in bars and corners, I treated my disappointments with nights of morphine, pearls with two ice cubes tasted divine to me
I graduated, I became a scholar in the pains of the soul, and through my storms how calm lives after your steps were only bright
I lived with the little that oblivion gave me

Let the sun rise wherever it wants
The thing is over now
With a clean slate
And on to something else, butterfly

But oblivion
But oblivion
It takes me indifferent like the water of the
Rivers

But oblivion
But oblivion
It takes me indifferent like the water of the Rivers