En Deuda

Before the moment expires
I must confess this bad feeling
I practice wandering
In the leisure time that occupies my mind
My passion, my present and the best of me
My soul begins to moan like this

And now my mind is stubborn, it doesn't concentrate, I lose myself
With my continuing debt which is losing my life
Don't leave my skin
At my funeral I find myself awake
Listening to everyone talking without being able to answer
And death is dressed with my debt today
As long as I pay it, I'll stay alive

I can't get alive I'm still in debt
And at night, defeated, I have lost my refuge
I am beside myself
I imagine hell, it's just insomnia
Nobody can hear me

At my funeral I find myself awake
Listening to everyone talking without being able to answer
And my soul is screaming to them, here I am
Soon you will be able to see me alive